Silvertree Chronicles Bk. 01 Ch. 32

She moaned and she started getting louder. He got the guttural banshee right away with an ear-splitting wail. She shook and he started pumping up into her. He shot another load into her and she kicked it even higher. He heard glass crack somewhere in the distance. She finished shaking and passed out.

He laid her down next to Charlemagne and went back to the table and ate more and downed the fourth bottle of wine and Charlemagne woke.

She looked at Eldar, "Holy Shit! I lost count on the number of orgasms. You did not let some finish before others took over. I was coming from my clit, then my pussy, then my nether-hole, back to my clit, back to my nether-hole, back to my pussy, back to my nether-hole, and it never stopped! It was like which one is going to be next?! Then they started coming in all 3 and never stopped!"

Eldar looked at her, "She has tits and a pussy in need of cleaning. Somewhere glass broke while you were out cold."

She looked at him, "How many times did you cum?"

Eldar looked at her, "Twice in Annette and three in your pussy back-to-back without going soft." She looked at him and he was sitting there stiff as a wooden beam.

Eldar looked at her, "Get to cleaning, or I will start the second round with you."

She growled and started cleaning up Annette. She finished up and he asked, "You want to get more wine? I drank four bottles."

She looked at him, "Four bottles and you are still hard and ready to split rocks with that?"

Eldar nodded and downed a skin of water. "We are out of food too."

She looked over, "You were the only one who ate 3 plates of food and 4 bottles of wine and you are still hungry?!"

He smiled, "I could pound that pussy of yours some more."

She held up her hand, "No, not yet. I am not even sure if I can walk."

He went and grabbed the chamber pot and held it at an angle and filled it about halfway with urine. He set it on the floor and held her over it.

"Support yourself on the bed for a second. He grabbed a water skin and handed it to her and pulled her back up onto the bed. She grimaces. She looked at him, "I think I am done for tonight."

Eldar nodded, "Next time you might want to pick one or two." He woke up Annette, "Your turn for the chamber pot."

He lowered her on it and stared at her, "You got one more to give me. Mouth, pussy, or nether-hole. Charlemagne is done for the night."

She looked at Eldar, "Mouth, the way you are going you would cum in my nether-hole and it would shoot out my ears!"

Charlemagne looks over, "Gods I know what she broke. The full-length mirror has a crack running the length."

He let Annette suck him off and he pulled back so he was just barely in her mouth as he shot off.

She caught rope after rope of cum. Finally, she pulled back while more shots of cum went over her stomach and tits."

She looked at him, "That was like twice your normal!"

She looked at his cock and he was still hard. He pointed his cock at the chamber pot and started pissing. He stopped pissing and left it just a couple of inches from the top. He laid down between them. "Do you feel completely fucked?"

They both nodded. Charlemagne sighed, "No more going weeks without sex for you."

Eldar looked at his chest. "The symbol on my chest is beating faster."

He got up and grabbed a knife and cut his palm.

Charlemagne looks at him, "What are you doing?!"

He gave it a second. He wiped away the blood and the cut was gone. She looked at his hand, "All from that thing on your chest?"

Eldar looked at his cock, "Also that." She groaned and Annette took the dagger and put it on the table. He laid back and there was a knock on the door. He walked over and opened it naked and one of the guards looked at him, "Sorry to disturb you. We heard screaming and thought we should find out if everything is alright, Duke Silvertree"

He smiled, "Everyone is alive I just fucked the hell out of both my wives. Why do you ask?"

He looked down the hall. Eldar looked and saw all the glass on the floor. Oil everywhere from the shattered lamps. Eldar looked at him, "Leave it until morning. Let the housekeepers clean it up. She cracked a mirror in here as well. She shattered wine glasses previously."

The man shook his head and grinned. "Yes, Duke Silvertree."

He closed the door and locked it with a spell and headed back to bed. "She shattered at least 3 oil lamps as well."

Not realizing that Charlemagne and Annette were out cold again. He got some sleep.

He woke early again. He noticed the amount of sleep his body required has dropped. He set up his spells for today to include a couple of walls of forces in case he had to trap the caster. He did not have a dimensional anchor in any of his spellbooks he had cleared, let alone in his main book.

He put in one spell that he never thought he would use, a disintegration spell a 9th tier he could access. Given the target, it might be needed. He finished getting dressed and woke the ladies, "I am off to sword practice with my apprentices. You made a mess of this room and the hallway last night at the very least."

As he stared at Annette, "You broke one mirror and at least 3 oil lamps in the hallway."

Charlemagne laughed, "Banshee strikes again!"

Eldar looked at her. "I would not laugh too much. I am not sure your nether-hole has finished closing up yet." Annette laughed. "I put an empty chamber pot on each side of the bed as the other one was full. Annette, once you are off of the pot help Charlemagne.

See if she can find out if her legs still work. Be glad we are not riding today. One more thing, Captain New Moon is a Knight now. I brought him in last night when he came asking questions. I knew it was only a matter of time."

Annette's got to her feet and laughed while Charlemagne groaned at her discomfort.

He went to the wing and he looked at the guard in the hall, "Which room are my apprentices in?" He simply points. He looked to be a bit scared of Eldar. Eldar looked at him, "Relax and calm down. I am still an Elf first and foremost. No need to be up in arms yet there, Private. Wait until you do something wrong, then you might hear from me."

He chuckled when Eldar smiled at him and patted the side of his arm.

He opened the door to find his Apprentices in bed but fully dressed and armored. He looked over at them and shouted, "Sword practice in 2 minutes at the Silvertree site in the garden. Do not be late!"

He knew it was a 5-minute run to get there from this place and they still had to deal with chamber pots and getting swords equipped. He left the room and headed to the garden.

He got there well ahead of them. He saw them running down the path. He looked at them, "You are both late." They were breathing heavily from the run and they simply nodded. Eldar looked at them. "You will drop back to 6 hours of sleep. This gives you an extra hour to run back and forth between the two villages in the morning to build strength and stamina. I want your afternoon schedule switched up until further notice.

Two hours of swimming before mid-meal and two hours of acrobatics training after mid-meal. Ask Lieutenant Tiger if he will show you some of his acrobatic moves. Start right-handed today both of you."

He watched them spar while he did his sword exercises. They never heard him call for a single switch of hands for this morning's exercise. He called out, "Stop, sheath your swords." He looked at them, "Pull your real swords."

He leaned in and gave Moon Ray her first command word and then did the same with Strong Oak. "Battle stance and activate. The purpose of this exercise is to listen. You will not be striking each other. I will call out the maneuver I want you to do and I expect to see it from each of you."

He had his sword in his hand still. "Let us begin."

They spent the next 30 minutes working on following instructions with live blades. He called an end to it. "Sheath your swords. Apprentice Strong Oak, what four things did I work on with you today?"

He looked at Eldar, "Grand Master Silvertree, I do not know all four. I know you had us work right-handed only but I do not know why. You had us practice with real swords. I believe that is because of the Moon Blades we are going to get."

He simply stopped, Eldar looked at Moon Ray, "Your turn?" She looked up, "Grand Master, following instructions. I agree with Strong Oak on the other 2. The only change was we fought right-handed, you wanted to evaluate something about our right-handed swordplay. I do not know the other one."

Eldar looked at them, "Following instructions, working with live blades because I have no idea what powers your Moon Blades will have. I was evaluating how much of the bad habits you two have managed to get rid of from your previous instruction. You are making progress but still, have a long way to go. We will have you fighting left-handed twice as long as right-handed for a while.

The one you both missed. Being late has consequences. You adjust your 6-hour sleep cycle one hour each day until you are up until three in the morning and sleeping until nine. Strong Oak, why am I doing this?"

He looked at Eldar, "For the ritual being so late at night?"

Eldar looked at Moon Ray, "Your thoughts?"

She looked at him, "I thought the same."

Eldar looked at the two of them, "I will give you partial points for that answer, but I could simply keep you up late at night for one night as I did at the last ceremony. The idea deals with pulling watches when we are on the road. You will pull them with me.

Which means you will have to adjust to whatever watch I am on. I am easing you into this. You might have a night where you get four hours to sleep. Then pull a shift and get two more hours. Why am I taking you to a six-hour sleep cycle?"

Moon Ray looks over, "More time for training."

Eldar looked at her, "Points for you."

He looked at Strong Oak who sighed, "There will be times where we cannot get 8 hours of sleep."

Eldar smiled, "Points to you. Swords away. I am taking those two swords once you activate your Moon Blades. Moon Blades do not like you to have other magical swords. At least for use, unless you dual wield. Even then they do not like that if the other sword is perceived to be a threat.

They want to be wielded when combat arises. They will be living swords. When I trained, I took a lighter class load. Much like you guys are doing, except for getting caught up on your reading. You will learn diplomacy and etiquette from observing me and from books.

Different cultures respect different things. You will see me do things that Elves would find appalling but dwarves will find respectable. Humans are somewhere in-between and it varies on the humans. From the poor being more like dwarves and courts being more like the elves."

He looked at the tree site and saw six inches of growth already. He pointed it out to his apprentices and then they walked away toward the house, "Food, clean up change and into your studies. Practice changing under your cloaks and remember to say Grand Master at the end."

---

Shortly after Eldar left the 2 ladies had a surprise visitor, The Lady of Dreams appeared in the room. She held up a hand, don't bother kneeling. I know you both had a rough night. Especially you Charlemagne. Your action, while meant to be a carrying gesture, has caused some ripples in Eldar's future."

The Lady of Dreams did not want to say Dragonblood influences combined with a draconic relic they had been influenced into using caused all of this. She did, but wouldn't say it.

"Sometimes it is not the champion who causes the changes, sometimes it is those who support him." She thought to herself it was sufficiently vague enough. "We did not predict the amulet he would end up with. You gave him a major constitution boost amulet, but not an elven crafted one.

One that was built for dragons, not a relic but more a mythic magical item than what we would have achieved with an elven enchanter." She thought that was an outright lie that she did not want to repeat in front of Eldar who might detect it right now. "He received a boost from us when he was made the champion, and another at the ceremony before you found the caches of gear.

Small increases compared to what you gave him. You more than tripled what we gave him, on top of what he already had. His base Bloodlines have warped the effect on that amulet to make it even more potent. Probably from the Draconic Blood that runs in his family line."

The Lady of Dreams groaned internally as she knew it was the factor combined with a ficka relic but could not tell them this. This next part was true and misleading as they were influenced by their Draconic Blood connection to Sartior. So much deflection.

"You ladies made this choice for him and his aggression or prowess in bed is only going to get stronger. This may even be inherited in generations of children down the line. Not your first children, Your daughters will be horny like you Charlemange, more so than Annette but that will change as your pregnancies advance.

That small increase we gave him on the night of your wedding will reflect into your Son's Annette, but not the amulet. The follow-on generations will likely require multiple spouses for the foreseeable future. Especially if they are called upon to be Champions in the future.

You will either be spending a lot of time in bed too sore to move, or you will have to add more wives into the mix. I am joking but only to a point. You could be wishing him into the field every few days to get a break. As you get older that may stretch into a week or longer. but you would be hurting that entire week.

That is with healing. You have made your bed and you must choose how often you both wish to lie in it. As I know you both and your dreams. I know you 2 would enjoy the additional female companionship and it would divide out some of his efforts. I see the need for 2 more sets of sisters, possibly more later.

You started expressing that with the Elven Queen which we did not foresee, yet Eldar has brought her happiness with the advice he has given her, and fixing her issue. All from your guiding direction without consulting him first."

Annette looked at her, "There is nothing you can do to stop it?"

The Lady of Dreams smiled and chuckled, "Why would we stop it? We have no set solution to aid him with this issue without potentially weakening him in battle. This will make him even more formidable on the battlefield as well as in the bedroom.

I am sorry to say you ladies discussed it, agreed to it without telling him why you wanted him to take it, especially being pregnant and getting hornier. Not that he did not satisfy you, you wanted less of a limit on him and joked about wanting him more virile and you went for the major increase.

You were just not careful in what you wished would happen and you got way more than you bargained for. You expected a small increase and he has a constitution to rival a dwarven champion with that necklace on. He's regenerating as a troll would. That will make him more survivable in the field which we see as an advantage."

Charlemagne asked, "How likely is it that other children will become champions?"

The Lady of Dreams looked over," When needed, very likely. My husband's symbol on his sword was not meant for just one generation. House Silvertree will bear many champions and many heroes to the elven people.

That is something neither of you can talk about, even mentally with him, each other, or others. Consider this a divine girl's talk. I have given you the solution, the choice though is yours to make as you can guide him to the right answer."

Eldar walked back into his room and saw the Lady of Dreams. He dropped to a knee, "Lady of Dreams! To what do we owe this honor?"

She looked at him, "I was having a chat with your wives for a change. Concerning your prowess in bed. I have told them the only real solutions to the problem. It is up to them to decide if they wish to pursue the change. I will see you again after the sword ceremony. You have some who will want to be married. After my husband departs, I will visit the falls an hour later."

Eldar nodded, "I will let those know who wish to get married know of this event. I will also pass the word to the village elders."

She smiled, "I know you will."

She disappears into nothing and he stared at his wives who looked to be struck dumb.

Eldar finally asked, "What...just...happened?"

He returned to his feet and walked to the bed as they were still naked yet. Annette looked at him with sorrow-filled eyes, "We did this to you."

Charlemagne replied flatly, "We cannot undo it. She told us you would have to have 3 sets of wives to deal with your sexual prowess. 6 women. Maybe more in the distant future. Because of what we did with the amulet. It was never part of their plan. They are not mad at us."

Annette groaned, "If anything, they appear amused by the issue."

He looked at them, "I married you two. You are my crescent moons. Even after death. Any wives that come after you will just be 'stars in the night sky.' Just as pretty, but not the moons. I hope my future wedding rings will reflect the added stars. I will not do that unless it is what you want to do."

Annette looked at them, "She told us we would likely never get out of bed again because we would be too sore to walk. She said she was joking but only to a point. She said we would probably only be able to recover after sending you to the field for a few days.

That would increase as time went by up to once a week, but we would be hurting that entire week. That is with healing. She said the choice was ours. But we have made our bed and must choose how often we wish to lie in it."

Charlemagne looked at him, "She also told us we would enjoy it as much as you would. Even better than what we did with the Queen which was not in their plan. They are happy about how you fixed her and gave her love again. Who was the woman you saw as a future wife?"

Eldar looked at Annette and she nodded. He sighed, "Staria Crescent Moon, the woman who gave us the plans for the inn. She has a sister named Astria if I'm right."

Annette looked at Charlemagne and they appear to be having a private conversation.

Annette thought to her, "I was right. She is gorgeous. Her sister would have to be pretty too."

Charlemagne thought back, "Yes, you were right in guessing. I refused to make a guess but thought you were right. She looked ready to devour him then and there, after what he did to her boss. Then she looked at us the same way. I think the Lady of Dreams is right with that pair. I was a bit jealous then. I kind of gave that up after our time with the Queen."

Charlemagne finally looked at Eldar, "We should invite her and her sister to the evening meal. Let us know when you see the next ones. Something tells me it will be soon."

Eldar looked at them, "Then you decided?"

They both nodded rapidly. Annette looked at Eldar, "Last night was not bad, but part of it was almost scary. Like there was this animal inside trying to get out, more like a Dragon trying to get out."

Charlemagne interjected, "You satisfied us and then some. We know you could have kept going but did not. We do not regret giving you that necklace, we are just coming to terms with what will be our new reality. Where do you think we will find the next set, Gold Elves, Wood-elves?"

Eldar's mind started running through permutations. The Lady of Dream watched it until he settled on one. One that shocked her. Eldar looked at her, "IF I had to guess I would say, humans. If they plan on me having children with each of the elven races and humans it would make sense to have the relationships with the shorter lifespans first. It would be harder to marry a human down the road once you two passed. Because their lives are so much shorter than even yours."