<div class="floatright"><div align="center"><em><sup>Click on any image to enlarge</sup></em></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;">Rosalyn sliding down <br/>from the stable wall</div>(http://i.imgur.com/fFJ46b5.jpg)<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;">Christina between Tehr<br/>and Alex <em>(inspiration pic)</em></div>(http://i.imgur.com/zpImUSb.jpg)<br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: right;">The three outfits</div>(http://i.imgur.com/hm3CylT.jpg)</div>Tehr spent an enjoyable hour with the queen, and while they flirted, it seemed that she was not truly in the mood for intimate company right at that moment.  Still he did his best to cheer her and be a dutiful companion, acting more as a sounding board for her thoughts and feelings than unloading his own.  He knew that she needed to speak in a casual manner with someone she trusted, and was honored that she had accepted him in that role.  He would do nothing to break that trust.  After a time though, she dismissed him.  It was a polite and very fond dismissal, with a kiss and a hope to see him the day, or night, after the house Saari gathering.  But he understood it as the polite dismissal that it was.  Of course her time was most likely more important than his by an order of magnitude, so he took no offense, wishing her well and promising to see her again soon.<br/><br/>So with the duke Caledor’s ring in his pouch he made his way back to Hewthorne hall.  Taking the time to stable, brush down, and sneak an apple and a few sugar cubes to his wonderful mount himself.  Oh certainly his stablemaster was competent, and Tehr trusted the elder halfling, but there was more to a horse than simply taking care of it.  He had a bond with Blondie, he trusted her, even loved her, and grooming her was sometimes a pleasure not a task.  He talked to her in quiet whispers as he worked, letting his mind be free of his duties for a little while, just talking to her about the weather, the fresh hay, and the like.<br/><br/>He was so wrapped up in it that he was almost surprised when he turned around and found the Lady Rosalyn sitting on the wall to the empty horse stall across the way.  She was dressed in a rather simple garment, almost peasant like in it’s simplicity.  A thin fabric dress that came to about mid thigh.  She smiled at him and lowering one leg in a way he found almost painfully erotic, swiveled down and dropped from the wall.  Her voice was soft but firm as her eyes twinkled and she nodded,<strong> “Blondie is lucky to have a master that cares for her so deeply, many humans treat their horses like beasts alone.”</strong><br/><br/>Blondie whickered softly and Tehr pat her neck,<strong>“She’s a valuable friend, while I spend most of my time with my nose in books, I was raised to love and respect the wilds, and my equine companions.” </strong>Tehr smiled as a memory rose to the surface of his mind, from his childhood and when he had learned to ride a horse,<strong> “Remind me to tell you someday of the first horse that I ever called my own.  Thunderbolt was one hell of a horse to try to learn on, I can tell you.”</strong><br/><br/>Rosalyn chuckled and nodded once,<strong> “You don’t want to tell me now?  Will you make Blondie jealous?”</strong><br/><br/>Tehr smiled and dipped his fingers into his belt pouch, producing her father’s ring, “<strong>No, I thought you’d rather hear the news of your father though.”</strong><br/><br/>Rosalyn gasped, and listened as Tehr told her all the archmage had told him, and when he mentioned how he asked the queen to have agents garuntee the Duke’s saftey if he returned to Britannia she cried out wordlessly and threw herself against him, hugging him tightly.  Tehr wrapped his arms around her in a hug as she buried her face in his neck, thanking him repeatedly.  He felt strange in that moment, aroused of course, for how could he not be with this beautiful elven maid pressed against him.  But there was more also, something else, something slightly unfamiliar to him.  He felt a sense of pride, of manly protection towards the elf maid, it made him feel… well… almost masculine.  It was a strange feeling, as he had a figurative stable of women he was fucking quite regularly, and his masculinity should never be in doubt.  But in this moment, it was a different type of masculinity, and he liked it.<br/><br/>If Rosalyn felt anything hard pressing against her body from his loins, she didn’t mention it.  But she did lean up and kiss him on the lips before gleefully skipping backwards away from him.<strong>  “Thank you very much Tehr, this means much to me.  I must go write in my journal of this news, and do so quickly, for your sister and I are off shortly to go pick up the garments for tomorrow’s ball.”  </strong>Then, like that, she was gone, literally skipping out of the barn, leaving Tehr alone, horny, and confused.<br/><br/>Blondie turned her great horse head and chuffed air into the side of his face, almost asking a question.  He reached out still slightly dumfounded and muttered,<strong>“Ok, well, not alone at least.”</strong><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Tehr and Alex had spent several hours in the attic workshop crafting and working on the magical trinkets that had been Hewthorne hall’s primary source of spare expendable income.  The underground market for the devices wasn’t huge, but far outstripped the pace at which the two eros mages could produce them, thus it was always a worthwhile use of time to craft them.  Tehr had other projects he wanted to work on, and interspersed the work with furthering Alex’s education.  But one thing that had taken a back seat was the small walnut box that sat on his desk, containing two living dryad acorns.  Had he not moved them to the back of his mind, and had looked in the box at them occasionally, he might have noticed how they vibrated slightly, as if excited, when Alex and he were working primal magic in the workshop.  But of course, he thought nothing of it, and continued his work.<br/><br/>Several hours passed as the two nobles, one the human master, the other the changeling apprentice, worked diligently.  They crafted, they shaped primal energy, and they focused.  So focused were the two of them they both missed the first knock at the door to the workshop.  Alex looked up and asked loudly,<strong>“Is someone there?”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“It’s Christina,”</strong>came the voice from the other side of the door, with a cheery tone.  Alex went and let Tehr’s sister in as Tehr finished the complicated spell weaving he was working on.  Getting his trinket to a point where he could stop working for a bit, though the piece was not yet finished.  Christina entered and closed and locked the door behind her, standard procedure for the workshop.  One couldn’t have a servant walking into a wizard’s laboratory after all.  But turning around she leaned back against the door and pulled on her collar and exclaimed,<strong> “Whew, by the harvest mother’s holiest of holes, do you two realize how bad it is in here?”</strong><br/><br/>Tehr and Alex looked at each other, both were stripped to the waist and it was warm in the workshop, but not overly so.  Alex shrugged,<strong> “It’s a little warm but not too bad…”</strong><br/><br/>Christina shook her head,<strong> “I’m not talking about the temperature, there’s like… enough sexual tension in the room to level the palace walls right now.  How long have you two been working primal?”</strong><br/><br/>Tehr and Alex looked at each other again and realized they weren’t exactly sure, weren’t even sure what time it was.  But Tehr also had the realization in that moment that both of them had raging erections, it was sometimes a side effect of working primal magic, and one they had both just gotten used too.<strong> “Um, since you and Rosalyn left for the dressmaker’s earlier this afternoon?”</strong>Tehr said, almost in a questioning voice.<br/><br/>She put her hands on her hips, and in that moment Tehr noticed the way her nipples, now hard as rocks, poked through the fabric of the dress she was wearing.  Apparently she was feeling the effect of all of the primal energy in the workshop.  Tehr was briefly glad he had made sure the room was well warded.  Christina chided the both of them,<strong> “That was at second bell, it’s past eight now, you two need to break for the day and relax.”</strong><br/><br/>Alex chuckled and moved to take Christina in his arms.  His hands reaching down to squeeze her ass through the dress she wore,<strong> “Oh, are you going to help me relax my darling?”</strong>Christina moaned under his grope and leaned in to kiss him passionately.  Tehr chuckled and began cleaning up the area he had been working in, letting the two lovers have their fun.  When he looked up again a few moments later, Christina was kneeling in front of Alex and already had his pants unbuttoned and his hard cock in her mouth.<br/><br/>Tehr chuckled again and sat back, watching his sister suck off his apprentice.  One hand idily drifted down to his own breeches and he was rubbing his hardness through his pants as he watched the lewd display.  Until Alex tapped Christina on the head and said,<strong> “I think your brother is feeling left out my love.”</strong><br/><br/>Christina smiled up and pulled back, wiping the saliva off her mouth with the back of her hand.<strong>“Well, we can’t have that now can we?”</strong>She asked mirthfully.<br/><br/>Tehr weakly protested,<strong> “I’m all right, you two have fun.”</strong><br/><br/>But Christina stood and unbuttoning her skirt from around her waist, she stepped out of it and slid her undergarments off as well as she approached Tehr, towing Alex with her, leading him by his cock.  When she got to where Tehr was sitting she bent at the waist and started unbuttoning his pants.  Alex in the mean time dropped to his knees and began to lick and kiss the damp folds between her thighs that were exposed to him.<br/><br/>Tehr stopped protesting then as his sister fished his cock out and began giving him a similar oral treatment.  He put one hand on her dark brown locks and guided her gently as he let his own head roll back.  The truth be told he had been working primal energy quite a bit and this was a great relaxation.<br/><br/>It only continued for a minute or two before she took Tehr’s cock out of her mouth and looking at Alex behind her said,<strong>“That’s more than enough, I’m so ready.” </strong>Alex wasted no time standing up and lining his cock up to Christina’s slit and pushing into her even as she returned her mouth to Tehr’s cock.  Back and forth she rocked, going back and deep onto Alex’s cock as she pulled Tehr almost all the way out of her mouth, then lunging forwards, deep throating her brother as she pulled away from Alex.<br/><br/>There were times that Tehr was a proficient lover, and was able to pleasure his partners repeatedly over and over for hours at a time.  Then there were times like this, where it was simply a matter of need.  In practically no time flat, Christina came, moaning as she pulled Tehr’s cock out of her mouth and jerked it, her cunny spassming around Alex’s changeling dick in her pussy.  That was like a trigger, and set off both men, Tehr spraying his sister’s pretty face with his cum as Alex unloaded deep inside her twitching passage.<br/><br/>The three held like that for a few moments before she stood up and gestured at the white cream dripping from her hair and face and asked,<strong> “So… could one of you….”</strong>Both men laughed tired satiated laughs before Tehr cast the easy clean cantrip on all three of them, they dressed, and went downstairs for that night’s dinner.<br/><br/><br/>If Tehr had felt bad about cumming so quickly with his sister, (he didn’t), he more than made up for it as his sister’s maid Heidi and the adorable Sarah Applemane ‘tucked’ him into bed that night.  It was a process that lasted almost two hours and had both women walking gingerly back to their beds, well satisfied.<br/><br/>Tehr slept very soundly.  Though he might not have had he known that his guest, the Lady Rosalyn was not sleeping so soundly that night.  She’d left her bedroom door open across the expanse of the hallway and heard the echoing moans and cries of passion coming from Tehr’s open bedroom door.  She knew the rules of the house, an open bedroom door and the sounds of passion meant an open invitation.  Her desire for the strangely noble, oddly nature respecting, human man had grown by leaps and bounds lately.  Though Elves were at times very casual with their dalliances, treating sex like it could be a fun game, it was different with Tehr.  She knew she desired him, but also knew there was more to it, for both of them, then a simple romp in the hay.  So she lay there for several hours, twisting her sheets, squeezing her thighs, and listening, wondering, imagining….<br/><br/>Eventually she would find peace after the whole house was quiet and her fingertips did a delicate dance upon her flesh.  Only then was she able to find her center and enter the elven trance.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Tehr slept in the next morning and was only roused when Angelique literally pulled the covers from his bed and demanded he join the rest of the home at breakfast.  Despite his ring of sustenance that allowed him to get by with only a few hours sleep every night, there were times that he enjoyed a lazy morning sleep in.  While he preferred his sleep ended with a nice leisurely blowjob, he’d had quite a bit of sex yesterday and certainly wasn’t going to complain about Angelique’s rude awakening.<br/><br/>Still he watched her tight backside as she walked out the door for a few moments, rubbing his eyes before reaching for his magical bracer.  Strapping it to his wrist, and nothing else, he stood up and stretched.  He scratched his balls, realizing he hadn’t cleaned up after the threesome with Heidi and Sarah the night before, and cast a prestidigitation spell to clean his face and hands.  It was far less efficient and took longer than the easy clean spell, but that could only be enacted shortly after sex.  Once his face and hands were clean he enacted the magic of his bracer, cloaking his body in a simple garment illusion and went down to breakfast.<br/><br/>Christina and Rosalyn were deep in conversation when he joined, and he picked at the fruit on the table carefully, listening to them talking about their gowns for the evening.  Apparently Christina had bought an outfit for him that thematically matched her own, where Rosalyn’s was distinctly different.  Tehr nodded and responded where appropriate and was pleased when Tera entered from the back yard, somewhat sweaty from a morning workout with some of the guards.  His eyes followed her as she walked through the kitchen, chatted for a bit, then left to bathe.<br/><br/>Hmmm he needed to bathe too…  He thought as he felt his cock thicken under the guise of illusionary clothing.  No no no, he had work he had to do.  He’d been neglecting some of the blue magic spellbooks, and after yesterday’s marathon in the workshop, he was determined to do some translating and see if he couldn’t glean useful spells to expand his own knowledge of the primal.<br/><br/>Eventually as the elf maid and his sister broke up to go about their own day, preparing for that night’s festivities, he did go and bathe.  But by the time he did, Tera had already come and gone, which was a shame, as he wouldn’t have minded a slippery soapy encounter with the elf warrior.<br/><br/>Most of his day was spent in the downstairs office, translating and testing magical theorems that he came up with from the spell books.  It was a task he easily lost himself in, and so he was surprised when he was interrupted for high tea.  Amazed at how quickly time could pass at times, he met with the other members of Hewthorne Hall in the formal dining room.  That was unusual he thought, until Christina surprised him with the fact that after lunch they were to all try on their gowns and formal wear so everyone, guests, family, and servants included, could give their opinions.<br/><br/>Even more surprisingly was the fact that Emily d’Ravos had been invited and was eager to see what the Wynt siblings and lady Caledor would be wearing.  They had an enjoyable meal, then Heidi and Angelique brought out a screen for privacy.  Tehr, Christina, and Rosalyn took turns preparing behind it then showing off the finery that they were going to be wearing that night.<br/><br/>Tehr and Christina’s outfits were thematically similar with golden orange being the predominant color and elaborate embroidery.  Though Tehr’s outfit skewed to darker russet reds and Christina’s to a lighter yellow gold.  Rosalyn’s outfit tied in with Christina’s in cut, though not color, being a lovely shade of lavender with golden trim.  Throughout all three outfits however was one common motif, that of blossoming flowers, in celebration of spring.  Tehr sensed Rosalyn’s hand in that aspect and so said nothing negative about it.  Personally he perferred simple dark clothing of a plain cut and only a little ornamentation.  But he saw what the thematically similar outfits meant, for the women at least.  It unified the three of them as a group, while still letting Rosalyn stand seperate from Tehr, making it clear that he had no claim on her by matching his outfit.  In fact hers resembled Christina’s most closely.  Yet, even Emily remarked that those who did not know that Tehr and Christina were sibs would assume they were a couple, and once they learned, would likely assume the beautiful elf maid was somehow attached to the dashing young nobleman.<br/><br/>Tehr simply smiled and held his peace, at a loss for words for once.  But when the conversation came to him, he switched it, asking Emily if she would be in attendance.  He knew that house Ravos and house Saari were closely entwined, and would be surprised if she was not there that evening.<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/><br/>Tehr went back to work for a little while before it finally came time to prepare for the ball.  A coach carried he, Christina, and Rosalyn to house Saari, and it was as grand as he had expected.  Glancing over the itinary briefly, he moved quickly in with a beautiful woman on each arm.  One, his sister, a woman he was fucking and probably shouldn’t be.  One, an elf maid, who he desperately wanted to be fucking, and probably couldn’t.  Oh, his life was complicated at times.<br/><br/>Tehr bowed at the sound of the voice and took Jesanie’s hand, kissing the backs of her knuckles before introducing his sister and the lady Rosalyn d’Caledor.  But she tugged on his sleeve slightly and he asked the two women to be excused, and they smirked before letting him step a few feet away where Jesanie’s voice could be whispered for his ears only.  Her faint smile and words didn’t distress Tehr overmuch and he had a reply smoothly ready before she had even finished her thought.<br/><br/><strong>“I will not worry about it lovely Jesanie.  I have given a lot of thought to the matter over the last few days, and while I believe there are some deals that need to be hammered out, some points that need to be certain, I think our two houses can come to an accord on this matter.  However one point I will stand firm on is that I will not accept into,”</strong>he paused for a moment having almost said ‘my bed’ but changed it smoothly to,<strong>“my company any woman who does not wish to be there.  I care not what the elder of your house thinks.  I’ll have no part in coercion or forcing of any woman, let alone women that I respect so highly.”</strong><br/><br/>He smiled and glanced around the crowd, seeing several familiar faces, and making a mental note to greet and chat with them when possible, but specifically wanting to talk to Lord Forgefist about the potential business venture that was incipient.  Dwarven steel could help shipbuilding immensely even if it was only used sparingly.  Besides, he wanted inclusion of the demi human races, and the dwarves made fine cannons after all.<br/><br/>Leaning in to whisper in Jesaine’s ear he continued the conversation,<strong>“Would I be correct in assuming that you would need no coercion my beautiful daughter d’Saari?”</strong><br/>