Dancing with the Dragon, Chosen

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Dancing with the Dragon: Chapter 30, Underhill, Copyright 2017 Tripp Savidge. All rights are reserved. Do not duplicate or distribute in any form without express permission of the author.

Dancing with the Dragon Chapter 30: Underhill by Tripp Savidge

• Scene 1 *

Skye continued to follow Caladwen along the path that was barely discernable. Holy shit, I'm in Underhill. It is actually real, he thought to himself while trying not to trip or lose his footing. Maybe I'm insane or dreaming... first I get kidnapped and taken from Earth on a spaceship with technology I couldn't even have imagined and now I'm following an elf queen into a mythical land of magic.

The forest around him wasn't like anything Skye had ever seen before. The trees, the undergrowth, everything, was 'big'. Even the ferns that grew near the path were as tall as he. Flowers with blossoms the size of his head turned and twisted to catch the rays of sunlight filtering through the canopy high above. But it also felt wrong, some of the trees and plants looked diseased and dead. In some places the scent was almost sickeningly sweet, and then they'd pass by a spot where he'd hold his breath because it smelled so foul. The air felt thick and humid and the sounds of birds, insects, and animals were totally foreign.

He noticed again how his skin was glowing as he placed a hand on a nearby tree to steady himself. I'm lit up like I've had a whole night of mind- blowing sex, Skye thought. I can practically taste the magic in the air, it's so strong.

They walked near a body of water and the lily pads were as large as a full-sized bed. The blossoms bigger than basketballs. The seed pots looked completely alien, and it was disturbing to see the blossoms turn toward him as he passed, following his movement. Others looked to have the blight and would have made a great special effect in a horror film.

They came to a small meadow open to the sky above, where swarms of butterflies jumped from flower to flower. Butterflies with wingspans of over a foot or more. He felt it again - that pull on his magic and when realized he'd fallen behind, he quickened his pace to catch up with Caladwen.

They were midway through the meadow when he felt a slight pressure on the shoulder of his leather cape and the familiar pull of his magic made him pause.

"Shhhh. Just keep walking..." a small voice said from behind him.

"Who?" Skye whispered.

"Teak of course. I can't stay long or she'll notice me. I just wanted to let you know you have friends here and we're watching. Play along as best you can and try not to pull in any more magic - you're so charged up you're vibrating."

"I'm not pulling in magic. It's just... I don't know... sticking to me. And thank you for being here, I owe you." Skye heard the responding laughter in response, like tinkling of small bells, and it was the first truly pleasant experience he'd had in Underhill.

"Yeah, and I will collect. Nice outfit by the way," Teak said and then flew off to join the other 'butterflies'.

Skye followed Caladwen, feeling a little better than he had.

'Going to have to claim that one,' Skye's dragon purred in his mind.

If he gets me out of this shit-storm, I may let him decide how he wants that to happen, Skye thought to his dragon. So dragon, do you know what's happening with the magic?

'Only that it is so strong it's going to our head. I feel like we could do almost anything. Perhaps this is what a mage feels when he's tapping into a strong current?'

Maybe. But why? We're not fae, Skye thought to his dragon self.

'Does it matter? We can use the magic to our advantage,' the dragon voice purred in his head.

Caladwen led him back into the forest, down a path that was only wide enough for one person. The foliage began thinning so he could see farther ahead revealing several elven guards standing at attention where the path opened up into a small grove of flowering trees.

"Remove your clothing Prince Skye." Caladwen's voice and her command startled Skye.

"I'd rather keep them, thank you."

"You can remove them yourself or the guards can do it for you," Caladwen said with a smile.

The guards approached with weapons drawn. It struck Skye as strange seeing swords when he had recently spent so much time training with high- tech weapons. He considered what his chances were of overpowering the guards and quickly dismissed it as he realized he had nowhere to go. Even if he escaped, he didn't know the way home. Skye removed his long jacket and folded it, handing it to one of the guards. The boots required the assistance of a tree so as not to fall over - then finally he worked at the knot and unlaced himself, begrudgingly removing the tan leather pants.

"Oh my... the holos do not do you justice, Skye," Caladwen said in admiration.

"Uhm... thanks," he muttered as he handed off the last of his clothing and stood naked on the path.

"I'm so going to enjoy this. Guards, you may return to the hold."

Caladwen turned and stepped into the small clearing and beckoned Skye to follow. He again noticed that she truly was beautiful, her body appeared to be that of a young woman. While he'd come to realize he preferred men, his body still responded to her.

The first thing that struck him when he entered the grove, was the almost overwhelming musky, sweet scent. It was thick enough in the air to make him feel a little woozy.

"Welcome to the love garden Skye," Caladwen said.

Skye looked around at the pink flowering trees and the thick moss and petal covered ground. A few of the trees were dead, but most appeared to be healthy. The terrain was not level in the opening between the trees. There were a number of strategically placed logs, bumps, and hillocks that looked like nature had overgrown furniture left untended.

"No comments?" Caladwen asked.

"I figure you'll tell me what I need to know. So is this private enough for our talk?"

"Oh, we're not going to talk just yet. I need to make sure you're ready."

"Can't we just get it over with?" Skye asked.

Caladwen responded with a sickeningly sweet laugh. She sat on one of the hillocks and spread herself out like a whore on an altar. Her breasts were firm, full, and round and the nipples looked almost obscene pointed up to the sky. She was obviously smooth, whether shaved or natural, Skye wasn't close enough to discern. He couldn't tear his eyes away as she lowered her hand between her legs and spread her pussy lips open and teased her clit.

"Don't you find me attractive, Prince Skye?"

"I've said before. You are beautiful, but that doesn't mean I'm interested." Skye was feeling strange - whether it was from the blossoms or the site before him didn't matter. His cock was hard and his body aroused. Think of Garrett. Think of Garrett, Skye repeated over and over in his mind.

"I'm not sure how you managed to avoid the effects of the dragon berry wine, but I'm not worried. No one can resist the power of the delea blossoms. That's why this is the love garden. At one time, any couple who entered the garden was assured of mad passionate sex. And... if they were compatible it often led to pregnancy. Sadly the magic isn't what it once was..."

Skye felt like a rock had just been deposited in his stomach. Shit, no... she can't think... Fuck, and I thought Claudius and Tiev were the ones I had to worry about, Skye thought as he looked about the garden for a way out. He turned back the way they had entered and found the path was gone.

"You might as well get comfortable Skye. It wouldn't be safe for you to leave. Not all the creatures in Underhill are friendly. And I made sure to persuade a many nasties as I could to keep you corralled. Don't worry, they won't kill you. But I did tell them they could enjoy your favors before they returned you to me."

Okay, well fuck. I think I'm done playing nice and respectable. Dragon, there is no way I'm fucking that bitch.

Skye felt the rumbling laughter in his head before he heard his dragon speak. 'No need to even get close.'

Skye couldn't help but smile as the dragon's thoughts filled his head. He somewhat wished he could just use compulsion to make her return him - yet that only delayed the confrontation. Other than wanting Skye to breed her, he still didn't know why he was here or what she wanted. Caladwen seemed to be skilled enough with her shielding and guiding her thoughts that there was nothing for him to pick up.

Skye reached out with his mind and his magic and began the deception. He found Caladwen's pleasure center and teased it until her eyes closed as she let out a moan. He then carefully gave her the sensations of his hands running over her body, caressing her flesh, teasing her breasts and then his mouth - licking and biting at her nipples.

Skye felt a little nauseous at what he was doing, but comforted himself by keeping a good distance from the elf queen. He seated himself on a moss covered log and watched as he worked. His 'mental' hands moved to her thighs and his fingers began teasing her opening. His magic and telekinetic powers reached inside the queen's body and began stimulating her as he mimicked his dick penetrating her. Her first orgasm hit with a vengeance and she screamed - her eyes open, but unseeing as he used his power to overwhelm her senses.

To think I used to find elves a challenge, he thought to himself as Caladwen writhed in sexual ecstasy. Wave upon wave of orgasm took her. Skye didn't let up and continued giving her the sensations of a hard passionate fuck. As soon as one orgasm ended he teased another out of her until she was screaming. Her body wracked with shuddering orgasms that made her muscles contract and her head thrash from side to side.

Skye continued until her screams were hoarse and raspy and her body shook in convulsions. When he felt her lose consciousness, he pulled back and took a deep breath.

'Another satisfied lover,' the dragon voice chuckled. 'And you see, we didn't even have to get near the bitch.'

I still feel unclean. Skye objected. He stood and walked around the perimeter of the small grove, looking for any sign of a path. Unfortunately, he found nothing. Skye returned to the log and sat down, this time reaching out with his mind. He sensed many sentient beings, but none were close and there were no thoughts that proved helpful in his plight. He searched for Teak, but without a bond, he couldn't find him. He was all too aware of the gaping hole where he should have felt his mate and his wing. He'd never felt so alone in his life.

Oh god, Garrett. I miss you so much... Skye thought as he realized how much comfort he received by being connected to his men.

Noises, growing louder perked up Skye's attention and he turned his mind's eye and found two sentients approaching. Their thoughts were very clear, and didn't bode well for Skye.

A large mahogany bay centaur leaped into the garden, followed by a golden chestnut centaur. They were well muscled and sizeable enough to be intimidating. The mahogany bay's man portion was body builder sized with a mane of thick black hair and numerous scars marring his face, hairy torso, and flanks. His horse half was the size of a Clydesdale while his companion was smaller and more similar to a thoroughbred. The golden chestnut's human half was also less muscled, with fewer scars and dark golden hair. Both turned their attention to Skye like he was dinner.

"Well, well, well, what a pretty little man," the mahogany bay rumbled in a deep voice.

"Yeah, he is. Think I made a mistake saying you could take him first," the golden chestnut said. He trotted over closer to Skye. "What are you?"

"What do you mean?" Skye asked.

"No human ever had eyes like that, but you've got a bond mark and shit if you aren't glowing like a lantern. Can't be a dragon - dragon's aren't allowed in Underhill."

"Does it matter?" Skye said.

"I'd like to know what you are before I risk putting my dick inside ya."

Skye was actively reading their thoughts, strategizing with his dragon. His contempt for Queen Caladwen had grown substantially in the last few seconds and while he felt guilty, his dragon assured him this was the best option. Skye wondered to himself if the priest, Ian, took confessions because what he was about to do wouldn't be appeased by lighting a candle.

"Wouldn't you rather have a woman? I'm guessing neither of you are into guys, or wouldn't be if the rewards weren't so tempting," Skye said. He was reaching out with his magic and altering their perceptions just a bit. He doubted either had actually met the Queen when the agreement was made, but he wasn't taking chances.

"Of course. But the deal was, come to the garden fuck the man and leave. Free, no questions asked," the mahogany bay said with skepticism.

"What if you fucked my sister instead? You still go free and you get what you really want..."

Skye moved aside and pointed to Queen Caladwen still sprawled out with her legs spread wide. He'd tweaked their minds so she now resembled Skye even more and since she wasn't wearing a stich of clothing or a crown, they had no reason to suspect who she really was.

"Damn. Now that's a fine filly. What's wrong with her?" the golden chestnut asked as he approached and ran his hands over her smooth body, playing with her boobs.

"Her last lover was a little exuberant. She's resting, that's all," Skye said give a mental nudge to their lust. The blossoms in the grove should be enough but he wasn't about to take chances, one 'intimate' experience with a centaur was enough in his lifetime, no matter how horny he felt.

"Come on Kreb, help me get her over to that log. I'd much rather fuck this nice pussy than a dude." He gave a laugh. "She might not survive it, most woman can't," the golden chestnut said with a pointed look at Skye.

Skye felt a wave of relief. His illusions must be working as they didn't even realize she was an elf.

"You mind if I watch?" Skye asked.

"Have at it. Watch some 'real' males breed your sister," Kreb said as he helped pick up Queen Caladwen and positioned her on the moss covered log.

"Go ahead Kreb. I agreed you could go first."

The golden chestnut adjusted Caladwen so Kreb could move over top of her and position his enlarging penis to her opening.

Holy fuck, that's even bigger than the one I took, Skye thought to himself. He looked at the now hard cock and realized it was as big and long as Caladwen's arm. Like the other he had personally experienced, it was shaped more like a human's with a pointed mushroom head and thick long shaft.

"Your sister's damn tight," Kreb said as he slowly pushed his way in.

Skye's earlier attentions had made her quite wet so lubrication wasn't an issue; however, Skye moved in close to make sure the Queen survived the experience. The dragon voice in his head coached him as he knelt, putting his hands on Caladwen's abdomen - with a close up view of Kreb's underside and massive prong.

'Just like healing, use our power to stretch her open, move things aside. We've got so much magic in our body, this should be easy,' the dragon voice said in Skye's head. Yeah, just wish I didn't have to touch her...

'With this much power, you may be able to pull back. Try it and see.'

"Oh yes, so good, fuck me just like that," Caladwen moaned in her stupor.

"Just take it easy on her," Selab cautioned.

"Oh yeah, nice and slow so I can enjoy every inch. Damn, never had a non- centaur able to take my whole dick before. It's nice..."

"I'm looking forward to it."

Skye made sure Caladwen wasn't taking any injury from the penetration as he watched the almost two foot cock slide in and out of her. It was obscenely huge, stretching her wide open as it slid farther and farther inside her body. Skye made sure she also stayed in 'la-la' land. She was alert enough to enjoy the sex and remember it, but she was unlikely to remember the details of the two centaurs.

"YES!" Kreb cried out as his whole body trembled and his tale swished erratically. "That's it take my load!"

"Yes!" Caladwen cried out as an orgasm took her while the load was being pumped inside.

Skye watched in horror and fascination as the white cum started squirting out around Kreb's prong, still buried in Caladwen's pussy.

Skye approached when Kreb moved away. "What are you doing to her?" Selab asked as he began positioning himself.

"I have some minor healing abilities. I'm just making sure she survives taking such impressive dicks." Skye realized Selab, the golden chestnut was having trouble lining up. He took a deep breath and reached out to grab the throbbing centaur cock and guided it into Caladwen's dripping cunt. Skye felt the heat rush to his face as he felt the warmth and firmness of Selab's manhood. It made Skye's body clench in lust and his own ass began twitching with hunger. He'd been doing everything he could to keep his own need down, but the feel of the cock in his hand almost undid him.

"Yes, push it all the way. I want it!" Caladwen moaned.

"Thanks buddy," Selab said as he began pushing his way home. "She's real fine. Sure seems to be enjoying it too."

Skye crab-crawled backward to put some space between himself and the action. His dragon was right, his magic was supercharged enough that he didn't need to touch Caladwen. Actually, he wasn't sure he even needed to be in sight of her.

Skye watched with mixed feelings of envy, lust, and guilt. The power of the grove must have finally gotten to him. It was the only reason he could think of that would ever have him considering taking a centaur voluntarily. As he watched the centaur sliding in and out of the elf, he wondered how much of a black mark this put on his soul. Even if Caladwen had worse in mind for him, he wasn't sure that justified what he'd done.

Before long, Selab had finished and was pulling out. Caladwen's snatch was gaping open with a notable stream of jiz running out and onto the ground.

"That was fucking awesome. Thanks sweetie. And buddy, tell your sister to look us up if she ever wants to have another go. She still seems a bit sex drunk to remember."

"Sure," Skye said.

"We're done. Let's get out of this fucking place before the queen decides she wants us to do some other dirty deed. And you. Make sure if anyone asks, we fucked you good." Kreb gave a look that was meant to be scary and intimidating.

Skye being able to read Kreb's thoughts smiled and gave a nod. Kreb 'really' wasn't into men and thought it had worked out better than he'd ever hoped. Skye tried to determine if they knew the way out or could open the door, gateway, or whatever. Sadly, they only knew where to meet with someone who would make sure they got out of Underhill.

Within a few minutes they had leaped out of the garden and were lost to Skye's sight in the forest. The light was beginning to fade and Skye wondered what the night would hold for him. He grabbed some of the fallen blossoms and wiped up the mess from Caladwen's crotch and legs. He then scooped as much as he could from the ground and covered what remained with leaves and fresh blossoms. He scanned her with his magic to make sure he hadn't missed any damage and then began pondering - I've moved everything and stretched her enough she took them with no issues. Do I put things back or leave it that way?

'We know she enjoyed it a great deal,' his dragon responded. 'I say we leave her that way so if she decides she wants another go, she's ready. She may not remember these centaurs in particular, but likely she'll be curious and attracted to others in the future.'

Skye pondered the ethics for about two seconds before pulling back. I really hope I don't regret this. When he did one more check to make sure the evidence was gone, he released the magic holding the Queen in a stupor.

"Ugggghhhh..." Caladwen groaned as she came around. It took a couple of tries before she was able to sit up. She was quite disheveled, her hair was in a tangle with leaves and small twigs and her face was quite flushed as she scanned her surroundings.

Skye reached out with his magic again, being as gentle as possible so he didn't alert her to his probing. Good, no memories of the centaurs, just being royally fucked. Skye felt a spark of magic and searched more intently, letting his magic flow. Oh shit, that sure wasn't what I intended, Skye thought as he found the source deep in Caladwen's abdomen. A new life had just started.

"Your mate is one lucky Dragon. If I knew you could fuck like that, Prince Skye. I'd have done this much sooner. That was amazing!" Queen Caladwen stood up and gave her best imperious smirk.

"So can we get down to business now?" Skye asked ignoring Caladwen's comment.

"Not quite. I've got a special treat for you. I heard how much you liked centaurs so I've arranged for two of them. That should soften you up a bit. I'll send guards back to retrieve you in the morning. Do enjoy yourself, Prince Skye."

• Scene 2 *

Skye waited until he was sure Queen Caladwen was gone, and that there were no guards lurking out of sight. He could tell that it was almost dusk and noticed that the blossoms of the delea trees had begun to glow with pale, pink light. His arousal had moved beyond distracting and he was finding it difficult to think clearly.

Skye searched the perimeter of the grove again to see if he could find any sign of a path and growled in frustration as he found none. At least for the moment, there was no one else nearby. He moved to the center where he had the most space and began to shift.

Okay dragon, let's see what we can find out from above, Skye thought to his dragon as leaped into the air and took flight. From above, the day was still bright enough to see, but to his disappointment it was a thick canopy of forest, yielding no clues. He'd only flown a few minutes before he saw the delea grove below him. Another one? he wondered as he dove in for a closer view.

What the... Skye thought as he realized it was the very same grove. He circled and flew in the opposite direction. A few minutes later he found himself above the grove again. He turned and flew to the right, he passed over the small meadow - now empty of life and then found himself over the grove. Skye landed gently and looked around.

Dragon, how is this possible? I know I didn't circle. I flew straight.

'Magic perhaps? There's only one direction we haven't tried,' the dragon voice answered.

Skye leaped into the air again, keeping his mind open. This time he could sense life but was far enough above that he couldn't pick up specific thoughts. He found no signs of the nasties Caladwen had promised and wondered if it was a lie to keep him in line. He'd only flown a short ways when he saw the delea grove below. Skye landed with a huff of frustration as he shifted back to human form.

"Well... fat lot of good that did us," Skye muttered out loud.

'We at least tried and we know that we can shift. There aren't many magical creatures who can stand up to a dragon - so that's good news. It also means we can shift to heal if needed.'

Good point, dragon. So now what?

'We wait until morning. If you're worried about being attacked we could sleep in dragon form. Before you shift you may at least want to pleasure yourself... I'm struggling to think clearly as much as you are.'

Skye gave a mental snort as he thought of his situation. Yeah, let's stroke one out - though I'm not sure it's going to help for long.

Skye felt his magic stir and looked to the forest. Someone's coming... I think it may be Teak.

'Better than stroking one out by ourselves,' his dragon chuckled.

A butterfly-like form flew into the bows of the tree nearest Skye and hid among the branches.

"Teak?" Skye called out.

"Are they gone?" A small voice, barely audible responded.

Skye closed his eyes and reached out with his mind. He could sense others but none seemed to have ill intent - just curious. There was no hint of elves nearby. "No elves or anything dangerous at the moment."

Teak flew down and landed on the log next to Skye. He jumped up onto Skye's thigh and looked at Skye's boner with interest. "Impressive. Guess the delea blossoms are getting to you."

"Yeah. It's getting harder and harder to think. I tried flying to see if I could find the path and kept ending up back where I started. Maybe the trees are effecting me more than I thought."

Teak sat down on Skye's thigh facing him. "Nah. That's just Underhill. It's not as big as you think or rather it's only as big as it needs to be. The forest is new, wasn't here the last time I visited. The garden moves around too. Sometimes it's just the hold. They say it used to be much bigger - before the magic started failing."

"What do you mean failing?"

"Before my time, but it used to be that it would grow and change to accommodate whatever was needed. It's almost sentient in sensing what you need, or was. Time was frozen here so you wouldn't age or change. Now it moves slowly but it's not frozen and some of the gardens and places within the hold are dead and withered. Doesn't change much either. I was surprised to see the forest."

"Can you get me out?"

"I can, but given how much magic you're channeling I bet you could get yourself out. Or you could once you found one of the doors."

Skye thought for a moment before responding. "Do you think I'm in danger?"

"With Queen Caladwen playing games? You're always in danger... but no, I don't think you have to worry for your life. I'd guess you're probably stronger than anything she could throw at you and if you shifted..."

"I think I need to let this play out and find out what she's after. Not that I want to..."

Teak laughed. "Can't blame you. I'd like to stay with you, but I have to keep my distance. The Queen has enough power to sense other faes' presence and she'll be able to tell I'm not one of 'hers'."

"Maybe you should leave before the garden starts effecting you too," Skye said.

"Too late. Course I'm not sure how much is the garden and how much is due to your magic. It's hard to stay away from you."

"Yeah, that happens to those my magic 'notices'. I've tried fighting it and ignoring it - doesn't work. Sorry."

"I've noticed. Though resistance has ended with some hot and spectacular results."

"What?"

"Oh, come on! You knew when you found me that I was a spy. What good would I be if I didn't thoroughly check out the new boss? Got to say keeping my distance has been a challenge. When you take a man down, you really take him 'down'." Teak laughed.

"What are you talking about, Teak?"

"That vampire. Damn, that was so hot. And your mate - truly drool-worthy. If that blue friend of yours hadn't come back I'd have stuck closer. Almost makes me wonder what I might have been missing."

"You were there?" Skye asked in disbelief.

"Not exactly. If I was that close you might have sensed me - but there are other ways. So have you always been in to men?"

"No. Before Garrett found me I would have said I only liked women. My mate has spent the time since proving me wrong. Very, very wrong."

"Makes me feel a little better. It scared me at first... how attracted I was to you. Can't say I ever noticed men before but since you pulled me out of jail, something's happened. Some of the men around you make me think of doing things."

"Yeah, they affect me that way too."

"Is that because you bonded them, gave them your mark?" Teak asked.

"The attraction begins as soon as my magic notices them. The bonding and marking comes after and just so you're forewarned, it makes the sexual attraction even stronger."

"Thought so." Teak paused and then stood up and jumped to the log. "Do you want to bond me too?"

"Not really a fair question at the moment. I don't believe I can think rationally anymore and besides, as gorgeous as you are, you're a bit small."

"That I can fix. But you didn't answer me."

"Yeah, I want to. I'm even willing to let you call the shots on how we make it happen. If you haven't been with a guy before, I'm sure it's a bit scary. And while I hate to admit this, we don't have to have sex for me to bond you and give you my mark. Though right now, I really, really want to take the sex route."

Teak laughed. "Me too." He jumped to the ground and began his change.

Skye watched in fascination as Teak's wings shrunk into his body as he grew into a full-sized man. An absolutely perfect, gorgeous man. His bright green tights had somehow grown with him, but they did nothing to hide the muscular, athletic build. Not bulging, but really fit with nice rounded curves. His hair was a silky mop of golden brown curls that fell to his shoulders. His eyes were bright, vibrant blue in a handsome face. His skin was a rich, warm, light brown, like a deep summer tan.

"Damn, you're pretty," Skye gasped.

"That's good right?"

"For me, hell, yeah." Skye stood and walked up to Teak until only inches separated their bodies. "You're wearing too much."

Teak's eyes sparkled in mischief as he leaned forward and brushed his lips against Skye's. His tongue darted out and ran along Skye's lower lip, tasting him. "You're the first man I've ever kissed."

"I'm honored. You need to tell me what you want and quickly. It's taking all my control not to just rip your pants off and take you. My dragon finds you irresistible and sees no reason why I shouldn't."

"I want... everything. Just be patient with me and take it slow, okay? I've never been with a guy and have no idea what I'm doing."

"Don't worry. I think you'll figure things out real fast." Skye said as he watched Teak slip the green tights off his body, before standing naked in front of him. Skye stepped in close and put his hands on Teak's shoulders. They were about the same height, Teak just being a few inches shorter. "If you don't like something, tell me."

"Okay..."

Skye closed the distance and put his lips to Teak's. They were full and soft and he felt Teak relax and open slightly. Skye felt Teak's tongue teasing against his own lips and opened to accept him. Within seconds it was full, all-out passionate mouth fucking. Skye ran his fingers through Teak's silky hair and held his head close.

They broke apart with a gasp. "Wow. If that's any sign of what this is going to be like... I should have gone for a dude years ago."

"I think I might have said something similar, or at least thought it." Skye ran his fingers through the curls and felt the delicate skin of Teak's ears. He leaned in and ran his tongue around the edge eliciting a moan from the fairy. "I didn't notice you had pointed ears before."

"That a problem?"

"Not at all. I like ears. Just wondering if yours are as sensitive." Skye began licking and nibbling at Teak's ears and felt him quiver at the attention. Skye let his breath tease Teak as he whispered. "You are beautiful."

Teak let his hands trail over Skye's body until he wrapped his arms around him and pulled him tight with a fierce grip on Skye's ass. "Look who's talking. I think I'm the lucky one." Skye kissed Teak's brow, then his eyes, and let his tongue run along the curve of Teak's jaw. He nibbled down the warm neck to Teak's delicate skin nestled in his collar bone. Skye sucked it gently before moving down Teak's firm body, paying special attention to the hard brown nipples before kissing down to the prize. Teak was smooth and his cock stood hard and erect. It was perfectly proportioned to Teak's body. Not monstrous - but big enough and as perfectly formed as the rest of the fairy. Skye began kissing it and licking the head and shaft. He worshiped Teak's manhood, exploring every bit of it before finally taking it deep into his mouth and closing his eyes with a moan.

"OHHHH! Pixie tits. No one ever did that before," Teak gasped.

"That's a crime, so none of those fairies or pixies ever did this for you?" Skye asked pulling back enough to speak and smile up at Teak.

"No. They let me fuck them but that's about it. Some like to kiss. Pixies really like taking fairies cause we're usually larger and better endowed than the male pixies. But pixies are rather temperamental so sometimes it's just not worth it."

"That's good for me then, isn't it? I love sucking you. You taste wonderful and have a perfect cock. I may not want you to share with anyone else." Skye resumed sucking smiling to himself as he felt Teak's pleasure building. He kept his shields down and was pleased that the fairy was truly enjoying himself and losing whatever hesitation remained about being with another man.

"Stop, please. You're going to make me cum and I'm not ready. I want to try it on you."

"You don't have to, Teak."

Teak guided Skye to the log and knelt between Skye's legs. "I want to."

Skye struggled not to push things faster. He closed his eyes and let Teak take him into his mouth. For a first-timer, the fairy was good, real good. Skye began wondering if some guys were just intuitively good lovers because so far... Teak was showing real promise.

Teak looked up at Skye, his full lips wrapped around Skye's shaft and a smile making the corners of his mouth turn up.

"What, you like my dick or something?" Skye asked.

Teak made satisfied humming sounds as he continued to bob up and down on Skye's cock. The vibration of his voice sending little shivers of pleasure right to Skye's balls.

"Okay, okay, that's enough pretty boy. I want to kiss those beautiful soft lips again," Skye said pulling Teak up to his feet and back into an embrace. Their lips met and the kiss felt like they'd been lovers for a while. Even their bodies felt right together, as they touched and explored. Dragon, why does this feel so natural, so right?

'You're not fighting. It could be this way with all those who our magic chooses. He belongs with us, our bodies know this even if our minds try to overthink it. So don't.'

Skye didn't have the will or interest in arguing. He was enjoying the feel of Teak too much to think of anything else. Skye turned Teak to the log and kissed down his back, running his hands over the firm round ass as he kissed each cheek. He had a perfect triangle with sexy dimples where his muscled back met his glutes. Skye wished he had more light so he could appreciate how truly magnificent Teak's body was. He gently spread the round globes and ran his tongue down Teak's smooth crack. When he felt the heat and tender skin of the fairy's opening he groaned and licked more intently. It was sweet and musky and he wanted more. He licked, kissed and sucked at the opening, causing Teak to cry out in surprise and pleasure.

"What are you doing?" Teak gasped.

"I'm showing you what it's like to make love to a man - just enjoy."

Teak let out a cry as Skye's tongue pierced his opening, sliding into the tight tunnel. Skye continued worshiping Teak's sweet opening pushing his face and tongue as far into the muscled ass as he could. Skye could feel Teak's desire for more. He pressed the pad of his thumb against the opening as he kissed the rounded globes. Teak pushed back against his thumb and Skye gently pushed it inside the tight ring of muscle.

Teak gasped and his body quivered as Skye gently worked the muscle open with his thumb. He pulled back and licked at the delicate skin, before prodding the opening with his tongue.

"More..." Teak pleaded.

Skye licked his finger and slid it inside, feeling the silky tunnel open up for him. He worked it in and out until Teak was panting and thrusting himself back for more. Skye added a second finger as his tongue moved down the skin to Teak's balls, which he lapped as they rolled over his tongue.

Skye now had three fingers massaging in and out of Teak's hole while he pulled the hard cock back and sucked on it. He kissed the heavy balls then sucked on the skin just below Teak's opening and without warning, bit down. He savored the tang of Teak's blood and used his magic to turn the pain into a jolt of pleasure.

"What do you want Teak? Do you want me inside you or do you want to top?" Skye asked.

"Just fuck me already!" Teak cried out as he pushed his ass back trying to get Skye's fingers in deeper.

Skye slid his fingers out and caressed the muscled cheeks as he kissed up Teak's spine. "No Teak, I'm going to make love to you. Much better than just fucking." Skye continued kissing until he reached Teak's neck and moved up, running his tongue along the fairy's ear as he pressed his body against Teak's back. He let his cock rub up and down the slick crack.

"You're killing me... please..." Teak whimpered.

Skye kept his mind open to Teak and let his magic reach out and caress along Teak's inner thighs, his balls, and the root of his cock. He teased Teak's nipples and gently pressed the head of his cock against the slicked hole.

Teak thrust back and cried out as Skye's cock penetrated the tight ring of muscle.

"Easy stud. Take it slow." Skye sent his magic in and around Teak's tight, silky passage, relaxing him and increasing his sensitivity and pleasure at the intrusion. Once he felt the tension release from Teak's body, he pushed in farther.

"YES!" Teak cried out as Skye buried himself to the root in the virgin hole.

Skye kissed and caressed, using his hands and his magic to bring his lover as much pleasure as he could take without passing out. He stimulated his nipples, his thighs, his balls, his cock - inside and out. He whispered endearments and encouragement as his tongue worked Teak's ears.

"Pixie tits! Don't you dare stop!" Teak cried.

Skye could feel Teak's orgasm building and held him on the edge, letting him hover on the brink while he continued to fuck him. He gathered his bonding magic and let it start flowing through the fairy - enhancing the stimulation his lover was already feeling. When Skye felt his own orgasm cresting, he released his hold on Teak's and let the magic do its work.

Teak screamed as the orgasm took him, his body pumping out stream after stream of his seed onto the ground as Skye filled him with his magic and his own full load. Teak began glowing almost as brightly as Skye as his ass tightened and his muscles quivered.

Skye held him tightly and lowered Teak onto the soft ground amongst the fallen flower petals. He turned Teak onto his back and lay on top of him, gently licking his body clean of the vestiges of his climax.

"So sweet. Next time your load better be in my mouth or my ass. Shouldn't waste something so good," Skye teased as he kissed Teak's lips.

"Wow..."

"Yeah, you were pretty 'wow'." Skye nuzzled into Teak's neck.

"I can feel you in my head..."

"That's the bond. Once we're out of Underhill you'll be able to sense the others too. Not quite as strong, but you'll feel them."

"Can we do it again?" Teak asked biting at Skye's lip.

"Most definitely. But this time... this..." Skye reached down and stroked Teak to hardness. "Goes in 'my' ass."

"You sure? I gotta say, I liked being fucked. Way more than I ever thought I would."

"I'm sure. And trust me, it gets even better."

Teak rolled Skye over and straddled him. "Better huh?" He rubbed his still slicked hole up and down against Skye's cock, before leaning in and sliding his tongue into Skye's mouth. A few moments of passionate kissing and Teak pushed his ass down on Skye's cock, taking him deep. "Yeah... that is better. I was feeling empty."

"Hey, what about sharing? My ass gets lonely too you know."

"Patience. We've got all night. You said they weren't coming back until first light. That gives us time to try lots of things."

Skye pulled Teak down until their lips were locked and enjoyed the feel of Teak's body wrapped around his own. You were right dragon, this is pretty spectacular.

Skye felt the rumble of laughter as much as he heard it in his mind.

• Scene 3 *

Skye gave Teak a gentle kiss and pulled him into a tight embrace, enjoying again how good the fairy's body felt against his own.

"Thank you, Teak."

Teak grabbed the back of Skye's head and drove his tongue into Skye's mouth. When they broke the blazing kiss. Teak gave a big smile. "Thank you? I'm the one who's grateful. That was the best fucking night I've ever had. Damn, what I've been missing. Just promise me, please... we get to do this again."

Skye buried his face in Teak's neck and took a deep breath, enjoying the scent of his new lover. "I promise. I'm yours, though still not sure I want to share you."

"Really?" Teak pulled away and gave Skye a wink as he found his green pants and pulled them on.

"Once my guys see you, I can't imagine that they won't all be doing their best to get in those sexy green tights of yours."

Teak gave an evil grin as he walked up to Skye and took his still hard manhood in hand and squeezed. "Guess if you keep me satisfied, I won't have to let them, will I?"

"So this means you decided you like man sex?" Skye teased as he groped Teak's ass in return.

"Nope. LOVE man sex or rather Skye sex. Can't say I know about other men... You saying I should try some to see?"

"No."

"Be careful with the Queen, Skye. I'm pretty invested in making sure you come out of Underhill in one sexy piece so we get to do this again."

"You be careful too." Skye kissed Teak again. "You better go now. I can feel them approaching. I don't want you anywhere near here when the guards arrive."

Teak stepped back and began shrinking before Skye's eyes until he was back in his small winged form and flew off into the forest shining like a firefly.

Fuck. That was really good dragon. Too good.

'Why too good?'

Because now I've got to figure out how to explain it to Garrett.

'He already understands, though if you don't let him share Teak he might get a little grumpy. He'll know how good it was as soon you're out of Underhill.'

Skye laughed out loud. Yeah, guess he will. Though I never intended to keep Garrett away from Teak. Just maybe the others. Oh god, I'm still so horny. This just isn't fair.

'Try to be on your toes, they're almost here.'

Skye stood and tried to present as much confidence and dignity as he could, while standing naked, in full view, with a rock hard erection. He looked around the grove and thought how beautiful it was. I'd love to bring Garrett here... wait... Skye turned. The trees... I know there were dead trees. Where'd they go?

Four elf guards stepped into the garden from a path that appeared just before they did and interrupted his thoughts. The first guard paused, his eyes going wide and his face blushing red before he spoke. "We are to escort you to the hold, Prince Skye.'

"You wouldn't happen to have boots for me, would you?" Skye said pointing to his bare feet.

"No, but you'll find the path very passable - even in bare feet." The guard seemed to be intently focusing on Skye's face and no lower. It wasn't working too well because the guard's uniform couldn't conceal the notable boner growing in his pants.

"Lead on." Skye walked over to the guard, getting into his personal space. "Unless you want to follow?" Skye was pleased that he'd made the guard speechless as he followed two of the others down the path. He made sure to put a little spring in his walk and a couple times he had to bend over to pull something off his foot that had stuck.

Skye felt the familiar chuckle from his dragon. 'You are becoming quite the tease.'

If they're going to keep me naked, drugged up on aphrodisiacs, and parade me about then I'm at least going to have some fun with it. Skye thought back. He then reached out with his mind and gave the trailing guard nice gentle strokes on his cock and a massage to his prostate.

They reached an old heavy door that looked like it led right into the hillside. The first guard opened it and stepped inside beckoning Skye to follow. The first several feet felt like a cave tunnel and then it opened up into a finished stone hallway. There was no missing that they were underground. In some places roots stretched across the ceiling and in others the walls had been built around natural rock formations.

"Welcome to the hold, Prince Skye," another elf said as he approached. He was dressed in long robes and appeared to be in his middle years. "I will show you to a room where you can refresh yourself before meeting with the Queen."

Skye was a little disappointed to see that the guards were not following. He gave a wink to his favorite and sent him a mental wave of pleasure. He'd kept the guard edged most of the way so it didn't take much. Skye smiled as he watched the wet spot spread on the guard's pants as the guard squeezed his eyes closed and let out a small moan. I think he might remember me... Skye chuckled to himself.

He was shown to a room that looked like it had been hollowed out under the roots of a massive tree. Parts of the wall were stone blocks but thick wooden roots crossed the ceilings and trailed down the walls. It felt old and dead. There was a large bed and off in an alcove there appeared to be a large tub of steaming water.

"Servants will be along shortly to assist you, Prince Skye." The elf gave a bow and left.

Skye briefly wondered if the others knew he wasn't here by choice, or if they even cared. He looked around the room careful not to touch anything and turned when he heard the door open.

An older woman, stooped and with a head scarf and long dress stepped into the room carrying a large basket. Skye stepped behind a side chair to hide his nakedness.

The woman looked up at his movement and gave a smile. "I brought your clothing, some soap, and cloths and nice warm towels." Her voice was deep and raspy - what his grandmother had always called a 'whiskey' voice.

"Uhm, if you don't mind, you can just set them down and I'll take care of it," Skye said.

She seemed to ignore him for a moment, pulling out the contents of the basket and setting things aside. The leathers looked to have been cleaned and she placed them carefully on the bed. The towel, cloths, and soap she carried over to the bath.

"Surely you're not modest?" she said.

"I'm not used to being naked in front of others. It doesn't seem... appropriate."

She gave a gravelly laugh. "Deny an old woman a bit of pleasure? You're quite the looker." She turned away. "Fine, make your way into the bath and I'll turn around."

Skye darted over to the tub but had only gone a couple of steps when he saw her turn.

Shit, she lied. He quickly got on the other side of the tub, tested it to make sure it wasn't too hot and climbed in.

"Very nice indeed," the old woman chuckled. She turned and opened the door and a young boy entered.

"Hey Gram gram. Sorry I got stopped on the way."

"No worries Tally. He just got in the tub. Why don't you go help him and I'll get the food." The old woman turned and let herself out.

The young boy approached and looked at Skye carefully. "You're even more handsome than they said. You must have had lots of sex to still be glowing like that. Your eyes are cool."

"Uh... thanks." Skye blushed still feeling the effects of the delea grove. "Could you hand me the soap?"

"Nope. That's my job," Tally said with conviction.

"But..."

Tally gave Skye a look that clearly said Skye wouldn't win this argument. Skye sat back and steeled himself. The boy was cute, warm brown skin, dark brown hair and huge dark eyes. He wasn't human and didn't look elvish either. His face looked too flat and he had a tiny little button nose. Skye let out a squeak as he watched the boy strip naked. He was firm and smooth and very aroused.

"Shouldn't you keep your clothes on?" Skye asked.

"No, they get all wet and then it's uncomfortable."

"Can I ask you, Tally? Are you an elf?"

Tally laughed and gave Skye a look like he'd asked the most stupid question in the world. "No. I'm a brownie, silly. Brownies serve the elves, we cook and clean and pick up after them. They say I'm much prettier than most and that's why I get to do other stuff for them. Don't you know anything?"

I guess not, Skye thought. Tally walked behind Skye and took the soap and began lathering Skye's back, pushing him farther forward. His hands were soft and firm and he worked like he'd done this often.

"You've got nice muscles," Tally said.

"Honest, I can do this myself," Skye objected.

Tally ignored him and gripping his shoulders pulled him back against the side of the tub, then soaped both arms before his hands were on Skye's chest.

"That's really nice. You have really big pecs and I like your nipples."

"Can we not talk about me?"

"Why? I like your body." Tally worked his hands lower and Skye squeaked when Tally took a firm grip of his manhood and began to stroke with the soap still in hand.

"Clean now!" Skye blurted but Tally continued on.

"Wow, you're big. That's a really nice cock... bet it would feel good too." Tally continued on, completely ignoring Skye's objections and attempts to push his hands off his dick. "Sir, can you stand up so I can do your legs proper?"

Okay, well if he's washing my legs he'll let go of my cock, Skye thought as he stood. Tally did release him as he washed both legs, but was back at his balls and had his small hands up Skye's ass crack before Skye realized what was coming. Those little fingers were getting real personal and then he felt them slide inside and gasped.

"Almost done, sir."

Skye was having trouble focusing but felt some relief when Tally started using the cloth to rinse him off and for the moment, left his hands off Skye's dick and his hole. He watched as Tally grabbed a couple of the towels and returned.

"Be careful when you step out so you don't slip."

Skye thought about objecting to having the kid dry him off but figured it was pointless. Tally finished and stood back giving Skye a thorough look.

"So you want to put it in me now?"

"What?" Skye squeaked in surprise.

"Put your dick in my bottom. Most of the elves put their cock in my ass when I finish drying them off. You know, until they get the feel good? You're bigger than most, but not that much bigger than two elves and sometimes they make me take two of them at a time."

"No! I am not putting my dick in your bottom."

"Too bad. I think I'd like yours. With some of the elves, they make it feel real good. I bet you would too."

Skye looked up in relief when the door swung open and the old woman entered carrying a large, heavy tray. She wasn't looking well and it appeared she was struggling so Skye ignored Tally and went to help.

"Here, let me take that," Skye said.

"No, it's my job," the woman said almost panting.

"I like to be helpful." Skye took the tray and set it on the table. He turned back and saw the old woman stumble. He leaped forward and caught her before she fell and then lifted her easily and set her on the bed. "Are you okay?"

"Fine, fine. Please if they see me on your bed..."

"Gram gram, are you well?" Tally asked with a look of concern.

"Just got dizzy little one. I'll be fine," the woman rasped.

"Please, just rest a moment. There's no rush. Tally, can you please close the door? And get your Gram gram a glass of water?"

"Please, just let me get up," the woman said.

"It won't hurt to rest a moment," Skye said. "Would you like some fruit or cheese from the tray? It might make you feel better."

"No, that's for you," she objected.

"I guarantee I'm not going to eat all that and you need it more than I do." Skye picked out a few things and brought them back on a napkin. None of them had triggered his ring so he was hoping nothing was tainted. The last thing he wanted to do was harm the innocent old lady who was trying to take care of him.

She accepted them with a blush and nibbled, alternating with sips of water. "I expected to find you two occupied in the bed when I returned."

"He wouldn't Gram gram. I don't think I'm pretty enough for him," Tally said with a pout.

"I never said that! You're beautiful Tally. And way too young to be doing those things."

"You see Gram gram."

The old woman gave a raspy laugh. "He's not used to our ways little one. Wasn't even born on Draga. Earthers have strange ideas. Come here..."

Tally leaned in close while the old woman whispered in his ear. Skye watched and noted a series of expressions and emotions pass over Tally's face ending with a smile of disbelief.

"You don't think I know what I'm doing?" Tally blurted out, probably more loudly than he planned.

"I... uh... You're just a kid. What? Ten or eleven at most?"

A knowing look crossed Tally's face. "Ten or eleven? Gram gram, tell him how long I've been 'doing this', how long I've been in Underhill taking care of the elves. I don't remember any more."

"Hmmm. At least fifty years... maybe longer. It was quite some time before Gilian was born - as I remember, her father was quite enamored of you. For long enough, I thought he'd never get around to sleeping with his own bride."

Skye sat down in the chair. His mind reeled at the implications. "But... but, you're just a child."

"He's not a child. They brought Tally to Underhill as a servant long ago. They chose him because of his beauty. Elves like beautiful things. If the magic weren't fading he'd look even younger - he's aged a couple of years since he's been here. And yes, he's served the elves' desires all that time." The old woman sat up, careful of the napkin of food as she got to her feet.

"I'm so sorry," Skye said feeling the tears forming as he looked at the beautiful young boy and imagined what he'd been through.

"Don't be. It's not all bad," Tally objected. "They give me a nice place to sleep and really good food, and most of the time they're really kind to me. See, I've probably been with way more men than you. I'm really good at taking care of them - they all tell me so."

Skye pulled Tally to him and hugged him gently. "So sorry," he whispered. He let his magic flow through the boy looking for any injury or harm. To his magic's eye, Tally seemed quite human and quite healthy. His anus was loose and stretched but otherwise all was good. Skye considered healing it then realized that might not be kind. If he couldn't stop Tally from being used, then it would only make it more painful for him. Skye reluctantly released Tally from the embrace.

"Tally, we need to help Prince Skye dress. The queen will be expecting him soon."

The tan leather pants and jacket looked like new. When he finished pulling on the boots, he lifted his arms to get the jacket adjusted and noticed the withered roots again. Without even thinking about it, he reached up and ran his fingers over the brittle bark. As his glowing fingers touched, the golden glow expanded to the root and spread. Skye pulled his hand back in surprise.

The root where he had touched sprouted new tendrils and seemed to come back to life.

"What did you do?" the old woman asked in disbelief.

"I'm sorry. I swear, I just touched it."

"Do it again, sir. See what happens, touch the biggest root," Tally encouraged excitedly.

Skye walked to the far wall where one of the largest roots had grown. He turned back and saw them both giving him an encouraging nod. He placed his hands on the root and gasped as golden light flowed out of his hands into the root like a flame burning up a fuse. The edges of the glow were sparkling bright and spreading away from his touch.

"Keep your hands in place," the old woman said as she came closer to look. "This old tree has been withered and dead since I was a girl."

Skye pulled his hands back and yet the glow continued to spread. Numerous new shoots grew before his eyes, the bark thickened and the tree appeared to come back to life before his very eyes.

"Wow," Tally said in awe. "Is it because he's a dragon, Gram gram?"

"I don't know little one. As far as I've ever heard tell, there's never been a dragon in Underhill before. It's forbidden..."

"But if he has the magic, why?"

"That's not our concern Tally. I'll let the guards know he's ready and then they will escort our guest," the old woman straightened out the covers and the bed and gathered the used towels, placing them back in the basket. She stepped outside, closing the door behind her.

• Scene 4 *

Skye followed the guards, two in front and two behind. His victim from earlier was not one of his escort and he didn't really feel like playing as they walked down the stone halls.

They came to a large set of wooden doors. The front guards opened them and directed Skye through.

Skye's eyes went wide and he swallowed a gasp at the sight in front of him. Queen Caladwen was on some type of throne in an ornate room of carpets and tapestries. Like the room he'd been in just before, large tree roots crossed the ceiling and grew down the walls. A huge collared, body builder knelt between the Queen's legs while another stood looking on. There were a number of other elves in fine regalia also in the room - all seemingly ignoring the queen.

"What are you doing here?" Queen Caladwen shouted in anger.

"Your guards brought me? But please, don't let me interrupt." Skye responded. The muscled men turned to look at him. Their eyes were dull and empty. It struck Skye that both were built like his mate and almost rivaled his beauty. The collars and leashes stood out as they were otherwise naked.

"Guards! Who gave you orders to bring him to me? I haven't called for him."

"Lady Telawynn herself, my Queen."

"Bitch!" Caladwen spat.

Skye reached out with his magic and shuddered in revulsion at what he found in the two muscle bound men. They were completely broken, human men. He could find almost no sense of self or even memories remaining. They only existed to serve and pleasure the queen. Skye wondered how long they had endured this torture to have so little left - perhaps longer than Tally?

"Take the slaves away," Caladwen ordered one of her attendants. She sat more upright and changed positions before turning her glare to Skye. "You must have had a very good night, Prince Skye. Your glow has not diminished in the least."

No thanks to you, Skye thought but held his silence.

Queen Caladwen stood and brushed at her robes before descending the few steps to be on Skye's level. "Now it is time to talk."

"Are you sure this is wise?" a familiar whiskey voice asked loudly from behind them.

"Telawynn..." Caladwen's face froze in a mask of neutrality but Skye saw the tension in her muscles and felt the hatred rolling off of her.

Skye turned and was surprised that while he recognized the voice, the regal woman entering the room was a stranger. She was a tall, dignified looking elf in her middle years with long dark hair pinned up in an elegant fashion. Her skin was as pale as ivory and her eyes - deep cobalt blue.

"Have you thought this through? Or did you give it the same thought as you did when you broke our laws and brought a dragon into Underhill?"

"This is not your concern, Telawynn."

"It concerns all of us, daughter-mine. Aren't you going to introduce me?" Telawynn asked. "Imperial Prince Skye, bond-mate to Garrett D'Or Drakken, may I present you to the Queen Mother, Telawynn."

Skye bowed and accepted Telawynn's hand and laid a chaste kiss on her knuckles.

"So good to officially meet you Prince Skye."

Skye noted the sparkle in her eyes and the quick wink. It wasn't my imagination... she is Gram gram. Was that a test? He wondered. Skye kept his shields open to see if he picked up anything else. So far, bemused curiosity and a sense of resignation. He also picked up that, somehow she thought she would end up fixing whatever was about to happen.

"The pleasure is mine," Skye responded.

"Please proceed Caladwen. Don't let my wisdom slow you down," Telawynn said.

"You know what the Oracle said, as well as I," Caladwen snapped back.

"I do. But don't forget the rest..." Telawynn cautioned.

"Skye, if you could please join me?" Caladwen said walking to alcove set into the side wall. Within was a large basin and pedestal - like a fountain but with still water. Framing the alcove were dead and withered vines.

Caladwen waved her hand over the still water and the contents began to glow, taking on a silvery metallic look. "I have something to show you Prince Skye."

"Why do I doubt that it's something I want to see?"

"Please, look." Caladwen motioned to the water.

Skye peered at the glowing silvery surface, expecting to see his reflection and let out a small gasp when he saw his grandparents. It was like someone had put a camera in the room. His grandfather was in bed, his leg in a cast and propped up while his grandmother adjusted his pillows. A nurse was measuring out medicine on the other side of the bed.

"What?" Skye asked turning to look at the queen.

"Keep watching."

Skye turned back and saw the nurse slip something else into the medicine cup. She looked up as if she knew they were watching. She smiled - not a friendly smile, a predator's smile, but it was the glowing red eyes that caused Skye's blood to chill.

"Why?" Skye asked in horror as he tore his eyes away. He placed his hand on the wall to steady himself and felt the dried crumbling leaves of the ivy. He watched as the glow spread, just as it had on the roots in his room. The edge of the expanding glow bright and sparkling and where it passed, lush green foliage. He pulled his hand back and turned to see Telawynn give him a nod.

"What did you do?" Caladwen asked - the surprise clear in her voice. "Telawynn, what's happening?"

"Obviously Underhill responds to him. Just as it once did for us."

"Impossible." The scorn was clear in Caladwen's voice.

"You didn't answer me. Why Caladwen?" Skye asked.

"Insurance. You are very stubborn, Prince Skye. Don't worry, they are quite safe for now. No permanent damage... or there won't be as long as you cooperate."

"What do you want Caladwen?" Skye tried to keep his breathing even and not panic. He reached out to his dragon for support - help me keep my shit together... please.

"All things well within your power." Queen Caladwen turned and walked back to her throne, arranging herself and sitting like nothing had happened. "Please, sit at my feet Skye."

"Thank you. I'll stand," Skye responded.

"As you wish. I need you to keep Dillon with you when you leave Draga."

"What?" Skye asked in disbelief. "All this just to keep Dillon with me? What makes you think I wouldn't?"

"Have you already decided?" Queen Caladwen asked.

"Honestly, no. I wasn't sure what would be best for him. Staying to help Rilien, Christos, and Willow or travelling with me. I want him to be happy. You could have just asked! Why all this?"

"That's only one part of what I need from you. You WILL take him with you and keep him close."

"Why do you even care?"

"The Oracle said that you would give Dillon a son who would bring the elves back into prominence. That can't happen unless he's with you."

Skye turned when he heard Telawynn dramatically clear her throat.

"Daughter, I don't believe the Oracle was nearly so precise - the Platinum Prince will be the key to a male from your bloodline bringing forth he, who will bring the elves back to prominence."

"Thank you Telawynn for restating what I just said." Caladwen practically spit out each word. "The seers have spent years working on clarifying those words."

Dragon, they don't know that Dillon is going through the change to be able to carry a child himself. Could this be related?

'Possibly, what is more interesting is that the Queen Mother does not seem convinced Caladwen has it right,' the dragon voice responded.

"You, Prince Skye, will also work to convince the Emperor that our autonomy should be returned to us and re-establish the Fae Court. Furthermore, you will find no elves who should be conscripted into the Imperial Army and will notice no elves missing from your review."

"I don't have that kind of influence, Queen Caladwen. And even if I did, why would I do that?"

"You love your grandparents don't you Skye? You wouldn't want anything unfortunate to happen to them?"

"My grandparents don't even know I'm alive and are getting up in years. What you are asking impacts the Empire long after they're dead and gone," Skye pointed out.

"I will have other insurance to keep you in line once that happens," Caladwen said with a condescending sneer as she clasped her belly.

Surprise is on you bitch. That's not my baby growing in your gut. Dragon... how does she not know she's carrying a centaur child?

'With how slowly time moves here, there's not enough there to identify."

How can an elf even get pregnant by a centaur, can she even survive the pregnancy? A foal is not going to fit in her body, Skye asked his dragon. What am I going to do? Just sacrifice them for the greater good?'

'No, but we can't agree either. As to the pregnancy, magic. How do any magical species cross-breed? But I don't think it wise to correct her notions just now.' Skye's dragon cautioned.

"You will work to protect the elves and our interests," Caladwen continued.

Skye watched and waited. The thought of Caladwen harming his grandparents infuriated him and yet he knew he could not agree to anything she was asking, nor would the Emperor change his views just because Skye asked. He let his mind search the room, looking for agreement, conflict, anything that would tell him something else about his situation.

The Queen Mother was still not as angry as much as she was disappointed and resigned. The others in the room were afraid of how Skye would react or what the Emperor might do if he ever found out. The tension was thick.

"May I take your silence as agreement? I prefer that you promise me. I want to hear the words," Caladwen said.

"No. I will not."

"You'll sacrifice those you love? I will make it painful for them. Do you doubt me?"

"I doubt everything about you Caladwen. You've already shown you can't be trusted and are not loyal to the Empire. All you've proven to me is that you are my enemy. But hear me, if you do anything to my grandparents or others I care for, I will hunt you down and destroy you - slowly and painfully. I will destroy everything you have built and dance on your ashes."

"How dare you!" Queen Caladwen stood and began summoning her magic.

Skye could feel it and knew that she would try to strike him down and kill him before she'd ever let him go. He felt the nudge from his dragon and slid the jacket from his shoulders as he removed his boots more quickly and with less issue than he thought possible. He felt the guards approaching and Caladwen's magic building for an attack as he began to shift.

Many of the other elves screamed and desperately tried to get out of the room, blocking the guards from entering. Skye focused his magic and struck out at the Queen, she screamed for only an instant before collapsing to the floor, unconscious. Her magic fading and dissipating as soon as she lost her focus.

In dragon form, Skye turned and scanned the room. He saw the scrying basin and pedestal - without a second thought he opened his mouth and let out a searing jet of blue fire. The water sizzled and evaporated before the base melted into a red puddle of molten stone. Around the room, the roots came to life and sprouted even as he unleashed his anger.

The guards stood back, most hadn't even entered the room. The only other person remaining was Lady Telawynn. She knelt on the floor and bowed to Skye's dragon.

"I apologize, Prince Skye. It had to be this way."

"What way?" Skye's dragon voice rumbled and echoed in the enclosed room.

"I had to let her fail miserably. Caladwen's loss of reason and her disastrous attempts had to happen. That was part of the Oracle's vision - something that Caladwen either refused to see or just couldn't accept."

"And that means?"

"Her reign will end in disgrace and embarrassment for all the fae. But the one who follows will work with you, Prince Skye. With you and the Empire and then... magic will return."

Skye pivoted his great head to see how the hall had already changed and come to life. He could almost sense Underhill, like he would another mind. He picked up thoughts of hope, and satisfaction.

"And you?" Skye rumbled.

"I will return and do everything I can to assist. I can't promise to explain everything - there is too much that eludes even me. But I promise you, Prince Skye, I and the fae are not your enemy. Caladwen stopped speaking for us long ago."

In his dragon form, Skye found that he didn't even have to try to read Telawynn's thoughts. They came to him unbidden. She was being as honest and forthright as she had knowledge to be. Her pain over Caladwen's loss of sanity and her decisions was as real as any mother's would be. Skye turned to the door, he felt the pull of his magic - but it wasn't Teak.

A beautiful young elf entered into the room and bowed. She was in an elegant gown, jeweled and bedazzled and fit for a ball. She bowed and Skye's eyes widened when she spoke.

"Hey Skye, ready to go home?" Gilian asked.

"What? How?" The simple questions sounded odd, even to his own ears, coming out in his dragon voice.

"I've been watching over you. Lady Telawynn asked me to attend the Moon Festival and keep close to you. The Emperor was informed as well."

"Can we go home?"

"Of course. But you need to get your ass back in human form cause you'll never fit through the door like that."

Skye laughed to himself as he began the shift. This was the Gilian he joked with and knew from combat training. Who knew she cleaned up like that? Skye thought to his dragon. Oh shit, we're naked again. Skye quickly searched for his pants as the realization hit him.

"Chill Skye. I'm not interested and Lady Telawynn says she's already checked you out quite thoroughly."

Skye looked up in surprise and felt the heat rushing to his face. The smile on Telawynn's face wasn't helping. He managed to get dressed and looked around the room. He knew with what he'd done to Caladwen's mind that she'd be out for hours.

"You ought to make sure she's secured. Or I guess, I could carry her out..."

"No need Skye. We'll bring the Emperor and his guard back to deal with grandmother," Gilian said with a scowl.

"Thought dragons weren't supposed to be in Underhill," Skye said walking over to Gilian. He resisted the urge to hug her but then found she had no such compunctions as she wrapped her arms around him.

"I'm sorry and I'm so glad you're okay," Gilian said as she held him tight.

"Me too. But you didn't answer me..."

"Let me," Telawynn responded. "Gilian will show you how to open the door to Underhill and you can in turn show other dragons. It is now part of the Empire. Underhill just didn't accept you Prince Skye, it has claimed you as its own. We can no longer hide that dragons are the most powerful of the fae, though Caladwen desperately wished to do so."

"That's why dragons were not allowed?" Skye asked.

"Yes. It has been a long time, Prince Skye. But when your race, your people, and your magic are dying you must accept that the battle is already lost. Your presence alone has brought more life to Underhill than I've seen in centuries."

"Wait. We need to find Teak," Skye said realizing that he couldn't leave one of his own behind. Then he thought about Tally. He turned back to Telawynn and was about to ask.

"We will not hold any in Underhill who wish to leave," Telawynn said answering the question before Skye could ask. "Your fairy friend is waiting for you near the door."

"Those who have been here... will they age rapidly when they leave?" Skye asked worried about Tally.

"No. They will age normally."

"Let's go," Skye said turning back to Gilian.

• Scene 5 *

Skye stood in the forest with Gilian on one side and Teak on the other, staring into what appeared to be empty space.

"Reach out with your magic, feel for the opening," Gilian coached.

Skye closed his eyes and could feel the hum and then felt it grow warmer as he could almost see the gateway in his mind's eye.

"Now, will it to open and as you do, think of the time to which you wish to return. If you want this all to work out smoothly - I'd suggest an hour after Caladwen dragged you through."

"Why?" Skye asked keeping his eyes closed.

"You want to give those you left behind time to notice and respond. While I know it will be rough on Garrett, the Emperor was prepared to act. That way you can bring them back to Underhill before she wakes up."

"You ready Teak? Remember as soon as you pass through - you'll likely get a mental barrage of emotion and thoughts from the wing. It can be overwhelming the first time," Skye said.

"Wait? You bonded him?" Gilian asked, her voice rising.

"Uhm, yeah..."

"You shit! Why not me?" Gilian objected.

"Like you want to have sex with him..." Teak laughed.

"Oh," Gilian said and let it drop. "Open it Skye."

Skye opened his eyes and directed his magic to open the door. The air shimmered and sparkled and then he could see a glowing outline of a door, but what he saw through it was still the forest.

"Good job!" Gilian said. "Now step through."

"But it's still the forest."

"No, you can't see the other side with your eyes but if you use your magic senses you'll be able to tell it opens back into the elf keep."

Skye stepped forward and found himself almost immediately wrapped in a crushing hug. His mind railed at the flood of emotions and the tidal wave of senses that poured into his mind as his bonds snapped back into place.

Lips smashed against his own and Skye relaxed into the arms and let the passionate kiss take him. Damn, I should go away more often. Skye could feel his dragon purring in satisfaction.

You do and I'll fucking torture you for weeks! Garrett's mind voice screamed in his head. Fortunately the anger was overwhelmed by the sense of relief and love.

"Flaming Pixie tits! My head!" Teak cried out.

"Come here Teak, I'll help you," Skye called out not taking his arms or lips away from Garrett. He felt the slightest pressure as Teak landed on his shoulder and buried his arms in Skye's hair. Skye shielded around Teak to dampen the onslaught and sent comforting energy.

"Babe, do you know you have a sexy little fairy humping your ear?"

"Yup. And as soon as you give yourself a minute, you'll pick up my memories of what a good little humper he is," Skye laughed.

Garrett pulled back and smiled, gave Skye another kiss then winked at Teak.

Skye looked around and realized that the area had been cleared of guests and that armored Imperial Guards were at each of the archways keeping other Moon Festival guests away. As the wave of sensations died down he found the others of his wing as well as the Emperor and Prince Argos. He then realized Garrett had changed clothing and was now in a generic Imperial Guard's uniform, as were Mica and Fiske.

"I liked what you were wearing before better. Please tell me you saved it?" Skye said.

"Fiske packed 'em all up safe and sound. He said he liked the way you were looking at him and Mica," Garrett laughed.

"Good, I plan on you wearing yours... a lot."

"Oh really?"

"Mmmmm, yup." Skye buried his head back in Garrett's neck and playfully bit the skin. Maybe add a few other accessories, nipple clamps... dragon restraints...

"Skye..." Garrett growled.

Skye felt the heat building in his mate but also realized others had approached. He reluctantly stepped back.

"Skye. We are so glad you are safely back with us," Emperor Darius said pulling Skye into a hug. Prince Argos was right behind him and pulled Skye into an embrace that reminded him Pater was much stronger than you'd think.

"Guess we have unfinished business," Skye said.

"Yes. Thillean has managed to distract the guests and keep them mostly unaware that anything is going on," Darius said.

"He was in on it?" Skye asked in surprise.

Argos got a noticeable blush. "Thillean has kept us informed and notified me as soon as you were taken into Underhill."

Skye tried to steel his face against the thoughts he picked up. Argos and Thillean? I'll have to talk to Garrett about that later - wait... Garrett was fucking Thillean when I left. Skye turned back to Garrett and opened his mouth.

Garrett leaned in and kissed Skye before he could utter a sound. I'm sorry about that, yes I fucked him but I promise I didn't enjoy it at all. And I'm not sure he did either.

Skye felt Garrett's anger and frustration at being manipulated and forced to do something against his will.

Yeah I may like sex, but I prefer to decide for myself who I do it with. It was like someone took over my body. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop. Thillean too... he kept apologizing the entire time saying he couldn't control himself. That's wrong Skye.

Skye hugged Garrett tighter. I know. We've got to find a way to protect our wing from being manipulated like this. Skye felt the weight of his own guilt. I was no better with what I did to Caladwen.

'She deserved it,' the dragon voice countered.

Perhaps, but that didn't make it right.

"Skye, if you are up to it. We'd like you to lead us back to Underhill so we can finish this business with Queen Caladwen," Darius said.

"We'll be going with you as well," Mica said putting a hand on Fiske's shoulder.

"And I'm not letting you out of my sight," Garrett added.

Teak, why don't you get some rest, Skye suggested mind to mind.

You don't want me to come with you?

I do. But the fewer people who see you with me right now, the safer for you. I owe you Teak. Thank you.

I like you speaking in my head...

Welcome to my wing Teak.

Teak gave his bell-like laugh and flew off.

Skye looked around to see several of the armored guards approach behind the Emperor and Prince Argos. Now that his mind had readjusted to the bonds being back in place, he realized he'd missed something very important. Skye walked over to one of the armored guards and stood inches away. He tried to peer through the darkened shield of the helmet, but couldn't see anything with his eyes - his magic on the other hand.

Skye knocked on the hard armored chest plate. "Little pig, little pig, let me in," Skye sing-songed.

"Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin," the soldier replied. His voice sounding odd and mechanical through the speaker.

It's gonna get really warm in there... might just have huff and puff and blow... Skye let his magic reach in and he caressed and stroked the soldier as if they were making love. He was pleased that Corbin knew the rhyme.

Skye felt Corbin's lust building and smiled. "Glad you're here Corbin. Where are the rest of the guys?"

"With River." Even with the distortion from the helmet, Skye heard the heat in Corbin's voice.

"Is he okay?"

"Went a bit batshit crazy when he lost the connection to you. His magic went wild and lots of things blew up and got broken. The rest of the wing swarmed in and got him calm enough that he could be sedated. The Emperor ordered the others to stay with him and keep an eye on him."

"Guess we better get this over with so I can get back and calm my little brother. You here to help guard my ass?"

Yup. I like that ass, I consider it an investment, Corbin sent and while Skye couldn't see the smile, he could feel it.

"Okay, let's do this. Gilian are you going to coach me?"

"I think you've got it sir. Besides I'm not really dressed for a military maneuver," Gilian responded.

"I doubt it would slow you down much, but your choice," Skye said with a laugh. "Okay dragons, I'm going to open my mind to you and show you how to do this. Make sure your 'dragon' is alert and watching, he can help you recognize what I'm doing."

Skye reached out and connected mind to mind to Garrett, Darius, the guards, and included Prince Argos as well. He opened the gateway making sure he thought through each step and told them what he was doing. "Any dragon should be able to do this."

"Skye, the vines carved on the lintel are glowing," Argos said in surprise.

"Yes Pater, that's a sign that the portal is open." Skye turned to check that the others were following, took Garrett's hand and stepped through.

Garrett looked down at his hands and held them out to show Skye.

"Yeah, dragons glow in Underhill. You've also got your dragon's eyes. No pretending here."

"Huh..." Garrett grunted looking at the others to note that even Pater was glowing and had the slit red eyes of his dragon.

"Is this what you saw when she brought you here?" Garrett gestured to their surroundings as they waited for the others to pass through. He eyed the elf guards apprehensively as they stood to either side of the wooden door into the hillside.

"Not quite. I didn't get to this point until the second day. But I made sure when we opened the door that I let Underhill know we wanted to go to the 'hold'."

"Second day? You were only gone an hour." Garrett objected.

"Time passes differently here. That door will take us into their hold." Skye saw everyone was now through and approached the door. No words were spoken but one of the elves opened the door while the other stood aside.

As they made their way down the stone corridor, Skye noticed the roots and vines on the wall coming to life as they passed. He could feel the magic thrumming in response to his dragon entourage. He looked up to see Lady Telawynn approaching.

"Your Majesties," she said with a bow.

Emperor Darius bowed in return then took Telawynn's hand and kissed it. "It has been a long time Lady Telawynn, too long."

"And you Darius, as young and handsome as ever," Telawynn said before giving a nod to Argos. "Prince Argos, I think you are even sexier than when we last spoke. Still breaking hearts I'm sure."

"Lady Telawynn. We are so glad to see you well. I must say when they said you'd crossed the veil, we assumed the worst. It's a delight to see you well and as stunning as ever."

"I thought my path had run its course. But, things change and I find myself back in the thick of things, so to speak," Telawynn purred in her whiskey voice.

"We are sorry for Caladwen's 'decline', I'm sure it must pain you," Darius said.

"As any parent would know. But please, we don't need to discuss things in the hallway. Please, join me." Telawynn turned and eventually led them back into the large throne room.

It had come even more alive in Skye's absence. The room seemed brighter and more pleasant and the vines that once grew in the alcove now spread along many of the walls and had begun to flower. Caladwen was still lying on the dais, just as Skye had left her. He reached out with his magic - still unconscious but otherwise unhurt.

"What do you suggest Lady Telawynn? We would all be served by minimizing any scandal for the fae," Argos said looking at the Elf Queen in scorn.

"She is unfit to continue her reign even if she hadn't taken Prince Skye against his will and threatened him. I've already called the high council and we will renounce her reign and ask Thillean to step in as Regent for Theon until he comes of age."

"So Caladwen's daughters are not in the succession?" Darius asked.

"No. Caladwen considered them threats and had them both deemed unfit when she first took the crown. I suppose it could be undone, but I think there was some wisdom in her actions. Neither would make a good Queen."

"What do we do about Caladwen?" Argos asked. "She can't go unpunished."

"What about the threat she made to my grandparents?" Skye asked.

"It's already been dealt with Skye," Argos said.

"How did you know?"

Skye saw the look. He hadn't known Pater long, but some things you learned quickly - like the 'look'. The look that meant not now, we'll discuss it later. "There's something else you need to know," Skye said stepping forward letting his other question drop.

"What is it son?" Argos asked.

"Caladwen is expecting. Not long, but I felt it so pretty sure..."

"Skye?" Argos and Darius said in unison.

"No! No, not me," Skye responded immediately as he picked up on the unspoken question. "But it may be complicated... the father is a centaur."

Garrett burst into laughter and Darius and Argos both looked appalled, turning to the prone Queen then back to look at Skye again.

"A centaur?" Lady Telawynn asked as if she'd swallowed a worm.

"Yes. It's a rather long and complicated story..." Skye offered weakly.

Oh baby, you gotta give me the details. That's just way too good! At least tell me this, you made it happen didn't you?

Garrett please, I feel guilty enough.

Garrett didn't respond but burst out in gut-busting laughter, clutching his middle and turning away to try and collect himself.

"That alone could have cost her the throne," Telawynn said with distaste.

"Maybe it gives us an opportunity?" Argos said as he began to pace. "What if we use that as the public explanation... but without saying. Have her step down due to illness and go into seclusion. Put enough servants around her who are likely to leak the news of her 'unusual' pregnancy and you don't have to officially say more. Everyone will dismiss it as an obvious attempt to hide an embarrassing indiscretion and not look for more."

"That could work..." Telawynn said thoughtfully.

"She would have to be stripped of her magic of course," Darius added.

"For her own protection and sanity, we'd have to do that regardless," Telawynn added absently.

"Do your seers or healers have any idea why?" Darius asked.

"With certainty? No. It was hinted at in the Oracle's vision but honestly Darius, our biggest fear is that Underhill itself caused her to lose her mind."

"A means to an end?" Argos proposed.

"As terrifying as it sounds, yes. Her decline began almost as soon as she heard the Oracle's words."

"Are you going to share or are we going to continue to dance around the vision and only get hints," Darius asked.

"I'm afraid it won't make much more sense, my apologies for paraphrasing a bit: 'Betrayal will bring the wrath of the universe upon the heads of the fae and Underhill will fall to the dragons. In turn, the platinum prince will restore the magic and help a male from the royal bloodline bring forth a son from his own loins, returning the elves to prominence.'"

Darius and Argos both turned to look at Skye.

Yeah, I get it... Dillon. Royal bloodline now able to carry a dragon's child, Skye thought to himself. Dragon, I think the fates screwed us again.

'Not necessarily. Oracles are always rather vague - lots of ways to interpret what was said and she already admitted she was paraphrasing,' Skye's dragon responded.

Several elves in long robes entered and approached Caladwen, kneeling beside her. Skye heard soft words and felt magic stirring. He watched in fascination, opening himself up more to watch with his other sight. He saw them 'pull' the magic from the Queen as if drawing threads of gossamer. When the final thread pulled free another elf began speaking and Skye could feel the cold power wrapping around Caladwen and cutting her off from any magic around her.

One of the new elves turned to Lady Telawynn. "We should remove her from Underhill soon. If she wakes here it will be extremely painful. The loss of her magic will be much more noticeable here."

Telawynn turned to the Emperor and Prince Darius. "Are we agreed? She will go into seclusion, under guard, for the rest of her days?"

Darius nodded and Argos was the one to speak. "Loss of her magic and being forever cut off from Underhill on top of the humiliation and embarrassment... might not be as much punishment as I'd like, but it will do."

"Is there a way we can ensure the child is taken care of? It is not the child's fault and I'm not sure Caladwen would make the most caring mother," Skye asked.

"What would you like, Prince Skye?" Telawynn asked.

"Assuming she can even deliver the child, I'll take responsibility." Skye delivered the statement with more confidence than he had expected he could. Realizing what he just said he turned to Garrett. Sorry, but I feel responsible. I'll tell you everything but for now, it's my fault."

As I've told you before, Skye. I support you and if it's what you want. I want it too.

Skye released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding.

"As you wish. The father..." Telawynn began.

"I'm not sure which, but hired thugs the Queen paid to rape me. They will have no interest in the child and are definitely not fit parents."

Skye felt a spike in heat from Pater and saw the glare directed at Queen Caladwen. Well, I guess former Queen now, Skye thought. He saw Pater still giving the death look and had the feeling that Caladwen's life in seclusion was going to be very unpleasant indeed.

"We are agreed, Lady Telawynn. I will ensure that you have Imperial Guards assigned to assist with Caladwen's care and keeping. May we assume you will be returning to court to help us through these... uhm... 'difficult times'?" Darius asked.

"Yes. It's time I left Underhill. We'll have to make sure that dragons are regularly visiting now that Skye has opened the way... and keep the magic growing in Underhill."

One of the robed elves bowed and asked Telawynn in a whisper if he could speak. Once she gave a nod, he turned back to the others. "It is very likely Lady Telawynn and Your Majesties, that Underhill will place a doorway close to the Emperor or Prince Skye's residence. It has always been the way of Underhill."

"Why me?" Skye asked.

"Your magic. A simple test would be to have the Emperor touch the throne and see what happens. If nothing, then you, Prince Skye do the same."

Darius climbed the steps of the dais. Queen Caladwen had already been carried away. He looked at the ornate throne, it appeared to be carved of wood, aged and brown with a motif of flowers and leaves. He put his hand on the arm and a golden light spread from the arm of the chair. When he pulled back the glow faded and the chair returned to normal.

"It recognizes you as fae, and having magic. More than we elves have been able to get in Underhill for some time," Telawynn offered, seeing the robed elf nod in agreement. "Skye, if you will please try?"

Skye looked to Garrett and saw his encouraging smile. S'okay babe I got you. I always knew you were magical... in bed. Skye couldn't help but smile and blush as he approached the throne. He marveled at the beauty and intricacy of the design and could almost feel it vibrating under his skin. He placed his hand on the backrest of the throne and watched in wonder as the glow from his hand spread to the chair, growing brighter as it flowed out from his touch, spreading across the chair. He pulled back expecting it to fade, but it continued on, spreading faster and brighter. When it had covered the whole throne, the chair shimmered and transformed before their eyes.

"Wow," Garrett said.

"You've got the touch son," Argos said with a joyous laugh.

"I've never seen it look like this..." Telawynn said in a hushed whisper. "I've read the tales and stories from legend that described its beauty, but I thought they were just the scribe's mindless fancies..."

Skye felt a little embarrassed but had to admit it was a damn spiffy throne. Not wood at all, but bright gold and brilliant stones, the leaves looked like emeralds, the berries rubies, and the flowers all varieties of precious gems.

"Seeing this, I would encourage any and all dragons who visit Underhill to touch... everything," the robed elf said in reverence.

"Please, Darius. Sit on the throne as is your right. Perhaps you will assist us by occasionally holding court here and assisting Thillean in transition," Telawynn suggested as the remaining robed elves nodded their agreement.

"It would be a good idea Darius," Pater added.

Skye watched and realized that this was a historical moment and would change things forever.

"Agreed. I will rely on you Telawynn and Thillean to guide me as it concerns the fae."

"As you wish your majesty."

"Is there anything else that we need to resolve at this time?" Argos asked.

"No. I will convene the high council. Make Caladwen's secession official and name Thillean as Regent for Theon. We can then present it to the Assembly for approval and move on. I would suggest that Thillean take Caladwen's place on the Assembly if that is acceptable." Telawynn said.

"Very reasonable and I'm sure Argos will assist finding Thillean and you accommodations if you don't wish to use Caladwen's." Darius said with a smile.

"It will be nice to spend time with you both," Telawynn said.

"Lady Telawynn... what will happen to Tally? Or to the pleasure slaves that Caladwen kept?"

"Slaves?" Darius asked in shock.

"I will offer Tally a choice and see if he would like to see the outside world again. It has changed a great deal since he came to Underhill. As for the humans... I don't know what to do with them."

"Return them to my people Telawynn. We will have the medics check them and see what the mind healers can do," Darius offered. "Likewise for any other slaves in Underhill."

"If Tally does choose to leave, please let him know I'd like to see him again. He's welcome to visit and I'd love to show him around," Skye said.

"I will make sure he knows. He may still expect..."

"I can discuss that with him personally if he chooses to leave Underhill. What about the Moon Festival, what do we tell people about what happened?" Skye asked.

"From what I saw, no one noticed anything amiss. By the time Caladwen pulled you away the guests were so lost in their dragon berry wine and debauchery the place could have blown up and they wouldn't have remembered," Garrett said.

"When we return, you and Garrett can exit through the festivities so everyone sees you leaving, Thillean will be there to assist," Argos said.

"Garrett will need to change back to his appropriate attire," Skye said and smiled already savoring the image of the tight black jock strap and harness. Cause then my good dragon, we get to take him home and enjoy it.

'Do you remember where you hid the dragon restraints?' Skye's dragon asked.

Most definitely, Skye thought already formulating a plan.

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The Family Relationships:

• Argos D' Or Drakken, human, Prince, bond-mate to Darius, 'Pater' of Garrett, Zopyros, Kleitos, & Nikias. Adoptive father of Christos. Born on Earth - Greece. Has some characteristics and magic of a red dragon but not a dragon form. Artist.

• Christos D' Or Drakken, were-panther, Prince (without rights of succession), adopted son of Darius and Argos. Born on Draga. Student.

• Claudius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, without royal rank, brother of Darius.

• Darius D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Emperor, Father of Garrett, Zopyros, Kleitos & Nikias, Adoptive father of Christos and bond-mated to Argos.

• Garrett D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, oldest son of Darius/Argos, assumed heir to the Empire, bond-mate to Skye Tomas Eklund. Commander within Galicon.

• Kleitos D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, third son of Darius/Argos. Medic.

• Nikias D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, Prince, fourth son of Darius/Argos, bond-mate to River Markus Eklund. Student.

• River Markus Eklund, chosen of Nikias. Most assume he will be a platinum dragon, Prince, bond-mate to Nikias. Born on Earth - U.S.A. Student.

• Skye Tomas Eklund D'Or Drakken, platinum dragon, Prince, bond-mate to Garrett. Born on Earth - U.S.A.

• Tiev D' Or Drakken, blue dragon, partner of Claudius.* Zopyros D' Or Drakken, gold dragon, without royal rank, second son of Darius/Argos. Medic specializing in non-dragon/magical species.

Skye's Imperial Guard:

• Bryan O'Dell, gold dragon, 5'10", body builder, red hair, pale complexion, and emerald green eyes

• Chaz Blackclaw, were-dagger, 6'1", Ranger - athletic build, medium complexion, shoulder-length dark brown, wavy hair, chiseled face with dark brows and lashes, a neatly trimmed beard and striking blue eyes

• Feired Fornay, silver dragon, 5' 11", slender swimmer's build, pale complexion, silver-white shoulder-length, straight hair, pale blue eyes

• Fiske Abusson, gold dragon, 6', lean muscled swimmer's build, warm gold skin, slender hips, thick, straight shoulder-length brown hair, blue eyes,

• Gilian, elf, Ranger, 5'4", slender athletic build, long, rich brown hair and brilliant green eyes

• Greggory Wolf, werewolf, 6', muscled athletic build, short dark beard, dark hair and pale green eyes

• Jayce Roberts, gold dragon, 5'10", pretty, ripped athletic build, notable 'v' torso, curly shoulder-length, golden brown hair, brown eyes with gold starburst

• Jos Trall, gold dragon, 5'9", body builder, red-gold hair, skin more bronze than gold, blue eyes

• Kuai Lung, Chinese gold dragon, Asian in appearance, 5'6", ripped, slender build, black shoulder length hair, large dark eyes and a pretty face

• Leesai Tedurian, Felecian, female 6'6", muscled and ripped, skin is a deep golden brown and has a mane of light brown hair, yellow cat's eyes, a little larger and set farther apart, cheekbones more pronounced than a human's , has a tail

• Mica Kaber, gold dragon, 6'2", lean athletic build, shoulder-plus length, blond hair, blue eyes, Skye refers to him as his "surfer dude"

• Quinn Corbin, gold dragon, 5'11", muscled athletic build, dark brown, short-cropped brown hair, dark brown eyes