Hekate and Wenlianna meet in the fox-eared girl’s quarters, which she doesn’t use often. Thanks to the massive size of the Citadel, even Daniel’s room alone is actually large enough to house many people, and the same is true of all of the personal quarters of those residing in the castle itself.

  Hekate only has belongings thanks to conquering the Citadel, and she keeps her favorite ones in Daniel’s quarters, so her room is rather sparse.

  But, it’s fine for meeting with someone who wants to talk privately.

  “Wenlianna. Need anything?”

  “N-No… I just… I…” Wenlianna swallows hard. “I was… able to confess to Mother… I… I’m… in love… with Daniel.”

  Hekate sighs. “I don’t mean this in a mean way, but that much was obvious.”

  “O-Obvious?”

  “Well, yeah. You came all this way, and you never smile more than when you’re working on something together. What do you expect?”

  Wenlianna blushes and fidgets with her hands. “I… I spoke to Aunt Reina, and she said that… I should speak to you.”

  Hekate nods, her chin resting on her palm with her elbow on her simple tea table. “It’s a courtesy to me, since Daniel vowed to stay with me after helping me conquer the Citadel, and I’m to be his first wife.”

  Wenlianna is awkwardly quiet for a moment. She seems disappointed. Of course, she had and missed the opportunity to monopolize Daniel back when he was still in the kingdom, though from what Erimaya has said, it’s not outside of the realm of possibility that the nobles who led to Daniel’s banishment could have tried to smear the Grand Duchy’s reputation as well. Hekate doesn’t owe Wenlianna anything, but she also doesn’t prod at that particular subject either. Instead, she waits patiently for Wenlianna’s response.

  “I can and will accept that. Wh-Which is why… I… I hope you… will give your blessing for me and Daniel… to…”

  Hekate sighs. “I won’t bless you getting married before me. But, intimacy, affection, and children are alright. After all, Daniel has to give me in equal share what he gives everyone else.”

  Wenlianna stammers for a moment as she absorbs Hekate’s words.

  She finally swallows hard, starting with a new point. “You… really don’t mind?”

  Hekate smirks. “I am envious. So envious, I want to kidnap Daniel and run away with him. But… He has fun with life as it is, and… so do I. He is sincerely looking forward to children, and the more children he has, the more he has to stay with us.” She smiles softly. “He tells me to be patient, and that he’ll make it worth it in the end. I know he’ll keep his promise. And, seeing Tekten and Jieka really made it sink in… He loves his family.”

  Hekate finally sits up and crosses her arms. “You’re part of his family now, and I accept you. Just make sure you’re ready for all of that.”

  Wenlianna nods sheepishly. “I… It’s awkward to talk about… But, I… I made a promise to Mother. A-A promise I’ve been thinking a lot about… and I’m ready to keep it.”

  “Your mother made you promise to have children?”

  Wenlianna nods. “Mm-hmm. In the end, I’m still a noble, and Mother has allowed me to rather selfishly avoid my duties for a long time. But, now, I’d love to be able to introduce her to them the next time we see each other. And, I realized it was always meant to be Daniel.”

  “Well… you have good taste. At least in my opinion.”

  They both laugh warmly together for a moment.

  “Your children will be safe here. But… you know they… probably won’t necessarily be in the line of succession, right? We haven’t decided how the Fievegal will proceed with succession, since… I’ll potentially live a very long time, as will the dragons.”

  Wenlianna nods. “I have options as well to extend my life out further. I’ll have to discuss with you and Mother to determine that, but that is many years off.”

  Hekate nods in agreement. “True. Then, I give you my blessing to be intimate with Daniel and provide him with Stalvaltan children. Though, if you get too far ahead of me, I’ll have to think of a punishment.” Hekate grins a toothy grin, and Wenlianna blushes.

  “I-I’ll make that decision after the first, Hekate. Thank you.”

  Hekate nods, standing up. “Now, go forth and be fruitful and all that.”

  Wenlianna sheepishly darts to her feet, walking briskly out of Hekate’s room with the words, “Thank you, Hekate. I’m very thankful to you.”

  “Yeah yeah…”

  ***

  Wenlianna finds Daniel on the roof of the Citadel, thanks to Xyreko. It’s shortly after they sent off Ryuogriar and Geirahoel for their mission, and Daniel is seated looking out over the ramparts from one of the highest points on the Citadel. The ground is very far away, and they can see extremely far into the distance.

  Daniel takes a drink from a water skin, noticing Wenlianna as she approaches. “Oh! Hey, Wenlianna.” He looks out over the horizon towards the east. “Just… I was just watching…”

  She hesitates for a moment. It’s clear that he cares very much about the two dragons that went on a dangerous mission.

  But, he also cares about Wenlianna. She’s sure of it.

  She jokes, “You know, ‘Emperor’ Daniel, you’d be pretty easy to push off of there.”

  “You think so?” asks Daniel coyly. He says in a dramatic voice, “Goodbye cruel world!” He pivots and leans back towards the edge of the rampart, and Wenlianna gasps, reaching in futility towards him, as if she could do anything to stop his weight from pulling her over the side as well.

  Except, he doesn’t go over the side. Magic energy appears around his back and shoulders, revealing a barrier that is preventing him from going any further than the edge of the ramparts. He even shoves himself backwards as hard as he can, still not budging.

  He feigns pouting. “Huh… guess not today, then.”

  “Wha-Wha-Wha!?”

  Daniel chuckles, “Sorry for scaring you. Xyreko put up a barrier. If someone tries to push me off, we’ll be able to catch them, and if they take potshots at me from range, they’ll also fail.”

  “I-I see…” Wenlianna cautiously approaches, and she crawls onto the rampart, reaching towards the edge until she reaches it. She feels the barrier, pressing on it a bit. Daniel doesn’t tease or try to startle her. They’re extremely high up, so it’s nerve-wracking at first. It even took Daniel some time to get used to it, since he’s not technically afraid of heights, but afraid of being too close to falling from high places, such as ledges and catwalks. And, even then, he can still do what he needs to do, he’s just extra cautious.

  Wenlianna takes a few breaths and takes a seat across from Daniel smiling at him. “This… is kinda nice.”

  “Right? Best view in the house.”

  She giggles and then notices Daniel taking another drink. “I-Is that… alcohol?”

  “Hmm? Oh! No.” He offers the water skin to Wenlianna, saying, “If I drink, it’ll be later in the evening after dinner. Never drink alcohol on an empty stomach.”

  She scoffs, accepting the water skin. “I’ve yet to develop a taste for it…”

  “We have a wine that I think you and your family might take a liking to. It takes time and the right conditions for the harsher flavors to mellow out, and we’ve got a lot of volume being fermented off of that batch.”

  Wenlianna nods. Daniel explained what he knew about fermenting. He’s far from an expert, so he says, but knows a lot of the basic steps, and has been working with the Citadel’s technology to try to replicate the functions that he knows are supposed to happen, but not specifically how.

  She takes a sip from the water skin, and she hums, startled by the creamy sweet flavor coming from it. She dribbles a little out onto her hand, feeling an immediate warmth fill her from just a sip. It’s not like the heat of alcohol or spice, but a gentle and comforting warmth.

  “Wh-What is this!?” The liquid she dribbled onto her hand is alabaster white; some kind of milk, but not the berry flavored ‘rose milk’ that many in the east drink. It’s far too sweet for that.

  “It’s milk,” replies Daniel plainly.

  “M-Milk!? Wh-What creature produces milk like this!? It’s so rich!”

  Daniel chuckles, not answering her right away. “Well… You call her ‘Great Aunt’...”

  Wenlianna stares at him, and then looks at the milk on her hand. She blushes, squeaking, “Th-This is Aunt Reina’s…?”

  Daniel nods.

  “B-B-But… She’s a… a dragon…”

  Daniel chuckles again. “Yeah. She is.”

  “H-How…?”

  “Magic, it seems. Geirahoel was the first, following her second pregnancy. Same with Reignleif now. And, soon enough, Ryuogriar as well. It has something to do with their human form and a half-human child, it seems.”

  Wenlianna looks several times between Daniel and the milk, locked in thought. She takes another sip hesitantly, and it’s addictingly balanced in the perfect sweetness, richness, creaminess, and flavor. Nobles and royalty would all but kill for a delectable drink or cream of this flavor. She hands the water skin back, and Daniel smiles, taking a drink as well. He jokes, “I’m thankful I’m not getting tired of it. Bless their hearts, if it’s up to Geira and Reina, I’d never drink anything else. Though…” He pats his abdomen, adding softly, “Hopefully, I don’t gain weight, either.”

  Wenlianna laughs. “Well, I know you well enough that I won’t leave you over something like that.”

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  “Good to hear. But, I have been paranoid now.”

  “You still look fine.”

  “Thanks. You’re as beautiful as ever.”

  Wenlianna blushes and looks at her custom lab smock given to her by Reignleif as a gift. It’s more elaborate and comfortable than the one she had in the kingdom, and however the dragon made it, it repels filth, grease, and liquids, staying clean even when Wenlianna is working on dirty items. Those are plenty of features, but it also resists tearing, which is helpful when she’s working on larger devices particularly.

  “Say, Daniel…”

  “Yes?”

  “I… We’re… alone…”

  “That we are.”

  “A-And… I… I love you…”

  “I love you too,” replies Daniel. He’s pretty sure he knows where it’s going, but it’s a little surprising to be coming from Wenlianna all of a sudden.

  “D-Do you think… we could… s-start a family?”

  Daniel cocks his head. “A-Are you sure you’re ready for that? It’ll make you busier than just working on magic devices and research.”

  She nods. “Yes. I’ve been thinking about it, and I almost missed out on my chance entirely. I won’t live with that regret ever again. I want a family with you. That I’m certain of. I can always restart research and development, but if I miss out on you, or if something happens to my family back home…” She smiles softly, “I promised Mother I would give her grandchildren soon after she brought you back to me. And, she did.” She looks at Daniel, adding sincerely, “And, I want to keep my promise, because I also want a family with you.”

  Daniel smiles. He crawls towards her, and he leans over her, causing her to blush. He kisses her, asking one last time, “Are you sure?”

  “Y-Yes…”

  “Even though we’re not married yet?”

  “I don’t care about that. As long as you accept me and our children, I don’t need anything else.” This time, she takes hold of his collar gently, kissing him in return. “I love you, Daniel… Please, will you start a family with me?” She takes the water skin, taking a sip from it as she looks up at Daniel, blushing. She kisses him again, transferring some of the milk. It’s extremely embarrassing, but it makes her profoundly happy, and Daniel hugs her, making her heart race even more.

  Daniel asks softly, “Want to move to the lab?”

  “Wh-Why would we go there?”

  “No? Don’t you think magic devices might turn you on more?”

  She gasps, smacking his chest lightly. “What kind of deviant do you take me for!? This and that are not the same!”

  He chuckles, “Sorry, sorry. I thought it’d be good for a laugh.”

  She puffs her cheeks as she scowls at him lightly. “Wh-What’s wrong with right here?”

  “H-Here? You aren’t worried about being uncomfortable?”

  She looks at Daniel’s hip, where his belt has a magic bag on it. She knows he has a veritable treasure trove of equipment inside. She replies confidently, “A camping mat will do. Y-You said it yourself. This is the best view in the house. A-And… I want… it to be special.”

  Daniel nods in understanding. He kisses her again before backing away to withdraw a camping mat to help make the rampart more comfortable. He also provides pillows as additional cushioning, especially at the corners. Wenlianna nervously works on sliding out of her smock, glancing at Daniel.

  “I won’t rush you.” He hasn’t been wearing his armor as much, so it’s much easier for him to remove his jacket and shirt, revealing his torso.

  Daniel has been much more active and laborious on Zenkon than he was on Earth, which has done good for his physique. He’s far from a bodybuilder, but he has a distinctly toned body now.

  Wenlianna has always been fit, herself. She’s a busybody when it comes to her work, so she has always been running around the castle for books and research purposes, as well as staying slim as a condition of her wanton freedom. Aramellianna is still a noble of the kingdom, and she has to consider the future of her family legacy and politics. As such, Wenlianna is fortunate for her living situation to this point.

  Though, if all goes well, she’ll be fulfilling her noble duties very soon.

  Wenlianna sheepishly undoes her blouse, briefly hiding her chest with the blouse once she takes it off. “I… No one… other than the maids and my family have seen me…”

  “Take your time. We don’t have to if you don’t want to…”

  “I-I do want to!” She takes a quick breath and drops her blouse. She’s slender and petite in all directions, unlike her mother, who has a rather bountiful chest. And, she can’t compare to the three dragons, or even the two goblin queens in feminine curves. She’s afraid Daniel won’t be attracted to her.

  However, he replies with a warm edge to his tone, “Wow… You are a woman…”

  She throws her blouse at him, yelping, “Jerk!” as he laughs. She blushes, hugging herself under her breasts. “I… my breasts aren’t… as big as… anyone else.”

  Daniel slides closer, kissing her briefly, and her cheeks begin feeling hot, and she suddenly remembers the warm feeling in her abdomen. They found out that goblin milk acts as a particularly potent stamina and health recovery agent, so she wonders if the dragon milk has a similar effect.

  Daniel adds softly, “I’ll let you in on a little secret if you want…”

  “T-Tell me…” whispers Wenlianna, hanging on his words.

  He smiles. “They’ll get bigger when filled with milk.”

  She blushes, cupping her cheeks with her hands in embarrassment. He chuckles, teasing playfully, “But, I don’t mind either way. You’re beautiful.”

  She stammers bashfully, unable to form a coherent thought. Daniel grins, joking, “This is the part where you say ‘I’d hope so. Otherwise, I’d fire you!’”

  She whines as she covers her face with her hands. “I can’t! I can’t think! I… Do…”

  “Don’t compare yourself to anyone else, Wenlie…” Daniel crowds in closer to her, kissing her cheek gently. “I won’t. Other than to tease you.”

  She pouts with rosy cheeks, and he chuckles. “You’re adorable when you’re bashful.”

  “Y-You’re embarrassing me!”

  “It’s just us. I like this side of you.”

  She finally makes eye contact again, blushing as her heart races. “Th-Thank you… I… I hope… I live up to…”

  She trails off, and Daniel gently touches the side of her abdomen. “You already do. Relax, and we’ll have some fun.”

  She nods, smiling. He helps her out of her skirt, and then she helps him remove his pants, though she fumbles a lot with nervous and inexperienced hands.

  She bumps his middle-hardness penis with her fingers, flinching back. He chuckles, saying softly, “It’s alright.”

  “I… This is my first time seeing one…”

  “You… do know…”

  “YES I KNOW HOW IT WORKS!” She blushes looking to the side. “I… talked with Aunt Reina about what to expect.”

  Daniel chuckles. “Do you want me to lead, then?”

  She nods sheepishly, and Daniel gently guides her down to her back. He kisses her gently, moving from her lips to her ear, and then to her neck and chest. He massages her thighs gently, and she squirms a little, unused to being touched by anyone else. He loops his arm under her left knee, lifting it gently, before he kisses her thigh. She gasps lightly. “I… It’s… more than I pictured…”

  Daniel chuckles once more. “Well, I want you to have fun, too.”

  She squirms, watching him with rosy cheeks. He moves lower, kissing further and further up her thigh as she fidgets, wriggling her toes as she grips the bedding. The new sensations are sending tingles through her body.

  Daniel gently kisses her labia, and she gasps again. He licks once, and she flinches. Her body is tense and she squeaks cutely. Daniel keeps escalating gently, since she’s not used to physical affection to begin with, and he licks again as he touches the lower parts of her labia. He teases playfully, “You gonna survive?”

  She pants, nodding with her eyes closed. “Y-Yes! I… Keep going!”

  He grins, prodding her with his finger gently, and she squirms once more. Her vagina is already beginning to drip with her natural lubricants, and Daniel coaxes more by teasing her with swirling motions of his finger right at her entrance. She rocks her head back and forth, and her leg tightens a little over Daniel’s back as she slides her right foot closer. Her hips move on their own, pressing towards him a little in urging.

  Daniel uses her juices to prepare himself, and thanks to the attention he was giving her, he’s ready to go as well. Daniel crawls back over top of her, and her leg slides down his back and hooks around his legs as he takes position. She pants as her expression looks dreamy and distant. He teases playfully, “You ready to start?”

  “Th-That was… just the beginning?”

  “What did you expect?”

  “I don’t know anymore…” She smiles up at him, leaning up to hug his neck and kiss him. “Teach me, oh wise master.”

  He scoffs and chuckles. He lines himself up, touching the tip of his penis to her vagina, and she tenses a little, biting her lip. He slowly and carefully slides into her, rocking his hips gently to deepen himself, but careful not to hurt her.

  Once he’s all the way inside of her, they rest together as Wenlianna adjusts. She murmurs, “Y-You’re good at this…”

  “Thanks. I’m glad you’re not disappointed.”

  She smiles, hugging him. Their chests are pressed together, their bodies are connected, and she feels hot, comfortable, and safe. She is convinced, no matter what happened, she chose well, even if she has to share.

  But, he’s also making her feel like the only woman who matters at the moment, which really feels nice. He isn’t comparing her, he isn’t bragging, and he’s only focused on her. She knows she’s not unique in his life, but she still feels special.

  She whispers tenderly, “If you told me when we met, this is where we’d be, I’d have fired you…”

  Daniel laughs, lifting himself up to look into her eyes. “I’m glad you didn’t fire me, my Lady.”

  She smiles, and he kisses her once more, moving his hips this time. She tenses, but they keep their lips locked together as she hums. Every bit of his length sliding inside of her sends tingles through her, and just as she’s starting to feel empty, he presses back into her. At once, she feels whole again.

  And, after a few more slow and gentle movements of his hips, sliding his member from deep inside of her to nearly out, and then all the way back in, he picks up the pace. His gentle slides become gentle thrusts, and Wenlianna breathes in time with his movements, breathing faster and harder as he picks up the pace. She hugs him, moaning in a way she never believed she was capable of. She passed by a brothel only once in her life, and she is making the same kinds of sounds she heard that one and only time.

  It’s embarrassing, and yet, she doesn’t do anything to stop herself. Instead, she enjoys the lover’s embrace she’s in with someone she truly loves.

  And, Daniel holds her tightly as he seems to pick up the pace even more, intentionally stirring his tool deep inside Wenlianna’s warm and sensitive folds.

  She can feel something building within her, like a warmth and pressure threatening to burst out of her, as tingles ripple through her in time with each thrust of Daniel’s penis inside of her inexperienced vagina.

  She moans and gasps, squirming in Daniel’s arms as she inadvertently claws his back, and the building pressure threatens to explode out of her.

  She tenses tightly, crying out as she bucks against him. She can’t form solid thoughts, and certainly can’t even utter a single word, other than a loud cry of ecstasy as wave upon wave of pleasure tumbles through her. The most powerful feeling she has ever had shakes her to her core, and her body twitches and bucks under Daniel. She tries to hug him as tightly as possible, and he thrusts only a few more times, but seems to be struggling a little. She can feel him even more distinctly than before, even though her whole mind and body are tumbling in a blissful wave that disorients her.

  It’s at the tail end of her own spasms that she feels a new sensation, a new warmth filling her belly. She’s not sure if it’s literally warm, or if it’s something akin to magic, but she feels complete and whole all at once, and an even more profound happiness fills her as her body slowly relaxes, still twitching and bucking in brief spasms at random.

  Daniel has finally come to rest, still deep inside Wenlianna as they both catch their breaths, and Daniel kisses her neck and ear, while she finally starts to feel like a dizziness is fading out of her mind.

  “I… had no idea…” pants the magic artisan.

  Daniel grins, licking her ear. She whimpers, and he teases, “No idea?”

  She shakes her head, resting her forearm on her forehead. Daniel finally flops down beside her on the edge-side of the rampart. He still gently swirls his fingers on her skin as she catches her breath. She rolls to face him, taking his hand and holding it affectionately as she stares into his eyes. “Thank you, Daniel… I’m… so happy.”

  “Me too. When we’ve rested, want to keep going?”

  She blushes. “A-Again?”

  He smiles, amused by her response. “Sure, why not! Gotta be sure, right?”

  “I… Th-That’s true…”

  Daniel shifts closer to her, whispering directly into her ear. “You’ve got all the time in the world to experiment and try things out, Wenlie…”

  She lays her forehead against his collar, uncontrollably touched by his words. “I… should have run away with you that day you asked…” She kisses his neck, adding sincerely, “Y-You have to make sure I’m p-p-pregnant, or you’re fired, Daniel.”

  He laughs softly, rolling onto his back with Wenlianna, placing her on top of himself. “I have some plans in mind if tonight doesn’t do it.”

  She smiles, kissing him. “Very well. I’ll allow it.”

  He chuckles again, and they spend a few minutes resting before she rides him with his guidance, learning new positions as they spend the night together under the stars.

  ***