Tehr sighed and lifted the pot of tea, refreshing his cup and then offering to do the same to hers before answering.<strong>"That my dear lady is not an easy question to answer, if you'd permit me the chance to create the foundation of my story with a bit of history?"</strong>He waited for her nod before taking a deep breath and launching into a version of his family's history (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=120879.msg7796424#msg7796424) that was as brief as he could make it, without glossing over any important details.  He made sure to speak of how he believed that his family lineage would always bear the mark of fey magic.  How he believed it was likely one of the reasons he commanded magical powers, and more so, powers that more directly affected the mind and body and not as much raw arcana or elements.  He ended the history by saying,<strong> "But it seems that if you do believe in such a lineage, it also bears a fey curse of sorts.  I'm sure you've noticed that I am somewhat, should I say... driven by my passions?"</strong><br/><br/>He smiled and chuckled lightly,<strong> "I'm sure you've noticed that I have a tendency to find myself drawn to beautiful women, and to likewise enjoy their company.  Never do I force myself upon them, yet, living here for so long I'm sure you realize that with a few exceptions, most of the women in this house have found their way into my bed already."</strong>The obvious exception of course, was her.  But so too had he not seduced either of the female guardswomen who'd come to live in the guardhouse above the stable.  He didn't know if Rosalyn knew or suspected that he'd bedded his own sister, but he certainly wasn't going to confirm that.  While his studies of the elven people said that those who followed the old ways certainly did not look down upon casual and fun encounters with those you might be related too, he certainly wasn't going to risk offending the lady.  While he wouldn't lie to her about it, he saw no need to admit it for certain.<br/><br/><strong>"The rest of my family as well certainly seems to have such urges and ways.  My father, until he died, was a very lusty man.  I learned early on that while he loved my mother very much, and she loved him, that he enjoyed the female form as well.  Maybe I should have been shocked growing up to see a maid with disheveled hair leaving my father's study as she straightened her garments, but I wasn't.  Maybe too I should have been even more shocked to see such events repeated leaving my parents bed room, but to me that only said that my mother not only knew of such things, not only approved, but was in fact a part of them.  Certainly on more than one occasion I found my parents locked in some passionate embrace in a hidden nook of the garden.  Embarrassing slightly because they are your parents I suppose, but a fact that was normal to me and my sibs.  So too did I know that my brother, before his passing, enjoyed courting the local girls.  Though I think he tried to hide his lusty urges more, and rarely brought local commoners anywhere that he'd be spotted with them.  Even my sister I know has lewd desires, and I suspect that she and my shape changing apprentice have grown quite fond of each other.  I tell you all of this to show that if the legend is true and that house Wynt does bear the mark of the fey folk, it is something that is alive and well, not only in my magic, but in my families attitudes."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"My magic focuses on the primal, the erotic, the sexual and sensual.  I don't know if my heritage led me to that path, or if my desires turned me that way, but it is a rare and often looked upon as shameful aspect of an already rare discipline.  But I do not wish it to be so.  I would like, at some point in the far future, to do my best to change the attitudes towards 'blue magic' as well as the stodgy views on sex that have fallen over this country since the rise of the church of the one god.  In the far future, I'd love to own a tower outside of this city, and teach disciples and apprentices the ways of the magical art, as well as the ways of pleasure, for the two are intertwined you see."</strong><br/><br/>He paused and took a deep breath,<strong>"But that doesn't answer your question does it?  Where do I see myself in a year's time?  This is a hard question to answer.  If you'd asked me that question a year ago at this time I would have been still reeling from the death of my brother James." </strong>Tehr mentioned almost as an aside,<strong>"He died a year ago last saturday."</strong>Tehr paused and regathered his thoughts,<strong>"So a year ago I thought I might be moving home from my college where I was studying with my uncle, another notorious lech by the way, to help my mother grieve.  At that time I had no idea I'd be coming to Londinium in a few short months to try to resurrect my home's glory.  Then only six months ago did I actually come to Londinium, with a contract for a lucrative mithril vein and the hopes I could parlay it into something that might attract me a wife of at least some station.  Maybe the first borne daughter of a minor noble house, or if I were very lucky and quick, my mother hoped I might be able to ensnare, with my family name and the contract, a second daughter of a major house.  But when the time came and I was approached by Janne d'Dale, I found her somewhat repulsive.  Of course my mother would have been upset, but house Dale was 'new nobility' anyways and while they had money and power, they certainly lacked in prestige and glory.  In the end of course, I'm glad I steered clear of that snake."</strong><br/><br/>Tehr chuckled and paused, refilling their tea again,<strong>"Of course six months ago, I'd never have imagined I'd come to own one of the glorious estates inside londinium, Hewthorne Hall, that I would unite the nation against the church of the one god, that I'd bring about the ruin of a noble house, nor that I'd be named the prince consort, and bed the queen at her whims." </strong>He chuckled again.<strong>"There's an old saying that goes something like 'Make plans so that the gods may laugh at you.'  I suppose that is true in a way.  I could never have planned my path, and I relish every step, partially because it brought you into it."</strong>He smiled at her broadly, drinking in her beauty before continuing his very long answer to her question.<br/><br/><strong>"So while I have things I would like to see, I know that I can not make hard and fast plans for the future.  Speaking not in a political sense, but just life for me in general?  Where do I see myself in a few years?  Well, it would take the queen at the very minimum a full year of having me as a prince consort before decorum would suggest that we take it a step further.  I know not if she wishes to do so, but I would be foolish to decline should she wish for an official marriage.  Make no mistake, I love my queen, both as the head of our great nation and as a woman, but that's a problem, because I find that I love many women.  The idea of being bound to one woman only sits like ash on my tongue, and the queen knows this.  We've spoken of it a bit, and she understands that I am unable to be monogmous.  Not that I simply don't desire it, which I do not by the way, but I am unable.  Because of my magic, my heritage, I simply can not tie myself sexually to one woman, and have no desire too.  So it may be that in a time the queen may tire of me and move onto someone more... well... boring.  Other than that, I confess a desire to build apprentices that would like to learn under me." </strong>Tehr paused and took a deep breath before saying,<strong> "Finally, I admit to enjoying the virtual harem I've built here in Hewthorne Hall.  I do my utmost to make sure every woman in my life is happy and satisfied, but would not mind in the least expanding it further."</strong><br/><br/>He winked at her coyly and finished with,<strong>"Not that a woman like you, a goddess among the people, a beauty to rival the gods, could ever be anything but a simple member of a harem mind you.  I don't suggest such a thing.  No, but I have admitted my desire for you, one that has burned quite strongly even now as we've been talking in private,"</strong>He shifted in his seat slightly, and if she was paying attention she would notice the large hard bulge in his lap, one that had been there for quite a while since they'd been chatting,<strong> "but I do not know where you'd fit into my life.  For certainly someone like you is special and deserves the world, not just a lecherous human like me.  But I can't help but wish to have more with you than I do now.  To be close to you, to hold you, to clutch your naked body against mine again, and maybe not withdraw.  My imagination burns of what it might be like to feel your fingers clawing at my back in passion, to feel your breasts against my naked chest, to feel my heat inside your core, to become one in that divine moment of pleasure."</strong><br/><br/>He let the words hang heavily in the air, pregnant with potential and lust before sitting straight up and smiling and asking with a light voice,<strong>"How about yourself my lovely lady, what does the future hold for you?"</strong>