The Libidomancer: The Journey Forward

Episode III:  The Journey Forward

     Lydrana rested her head back against the carriage wall and let out a long, relaxing sigh that ended in a light moan. “Thank you for renting a levitating carriage. I'm sure it wasn't cheap. You can actually take a nap on a ride like this.” She smiled at Ephyas who smiled back.

     “To be honest, I called in a favor. I know you haven't been on a normal journey for some time, and for a trip this long, a normal carriage would be torturous. Plus, it's easier for the horses.”

     “It must be nice to know people well enough to call in favors.”

     Ephyas let out an embarrassed sigh as he lowered his gaze. “I'm sorry, Lyd. I didn't mea—“

     “I'm kidding, Mr. Gullible.”

     Ephyas scoffed and rolled his eyes. “You said something about taking a nap?”

     This caused a short, but guttural laugh from Lydrana that finished with an endearing smile. “This trip would be torturous without you.”

     “Aww, I love you, too.” He then blew her a kiss with his hand which she kissed at in the air.

     Lydrana smiled and let out a light moan before her eyes shifted to the dossier, which was really only a letter. She then had to shield her eyes as the setting sun began to come through the carriage window.

     Before she could ask, Ephyas answered, “I'll close the curtain.”

     “Thank you.” They exchanged smiles before falling into another silence. She unrolled the scroll and began to skim through the letter once more. She was frustrated that this letter was the only information they had on their mysterious client. Typically, Ephyas would have several scrolls with as much information on the client as possible. Sometimes, he even uses magic to disguise himself and visit them to assuage any rumors he might have heard.

     Ephyas watched Lydrana let the scroll drop in frustration and sigh, using it to blow hair out of her face. “I'm sorry I couldn't get any more info about Mr. Grush. I think my contact on Banished Isle may have gone to prison.”

     “Ugh, that must be frustrating. If you can't use magic, how do you stay in contact with them? Letters?”

     “Let's just say, there are loopholes. For instance, the veil only goes about six feet into the ground, but, at the same time, it's illegal to have underground structures other than cellars. My friend's secret room must have been discovered. I almost got caught peering into it with a spell.”

     “Really?” she asked with a concerned look. “Who runs the guard there?”

     “Oh, it's only Rezic Fezini.”

     Lydrana gave him a look of fear and disgust. “You're very lucky you didn't get caught by that lunatic. He is a certifiable narcissist. What is he doing there?”

     “From what I heard, he tried to adulter the Queen, and the King had him exiled. When he arrived on Banished Isle, he appointed himself captain of the guard, and no one contested him.”

     “Well, shit. I was looking to have some fun while we're there, but I guess we'd better mind our p's and q's.”

     “You may as well add the whole alphabet. It's rumored that he employs sorcerers as his ears and eyes. There's a good chance that he knows we're coming.”

     “Hmh. Let's hope that we stay out of his scope.” She suddenly let out a somber sigh. “I hope I didn't just jinx it with a rhyme.”

     Ephyas smirked and huffed, but gave her a concerned look. He had his own reason for hoping that their trip wasn't jinxed. Namely, his previous encounter with Mr. Fezini. A rare secret he keeps, even from Lydrana.

     It was then that the carriage began to slow to a stop.

     Lydrana cocked her head slightly, giving Ephyas a questioning look.  “How come we're stopping? It's barely evening.”

     “Our driver likes to do a trial run. We'll be stopping here for the night to make sure we have everything that we need. That way, we don't have to go back very far to get it.”

     “I guess checklists aren't his thing, huh?”

     Ephyas giggled. “Oh, he uses checklists, but sometimes you don't know that you're missing something until you go to use it.”

     “Hmh. Yeah, I get that. Come to think of it, I need to see if I brought my brush.”

     Ephyas giggled again as he watched her exit the carriage in a flurry. He was also anxious to check his belongings and followed her out. She was quick to find a lackey to help her get her trunk. He caught up with them, knowing that his trunk was stacked under hers.

     As he approached them at the back of the second carriage, he noticed a portly gentleman staring hard at Lydrana, mouth agape. It wasn't until he got next to her that he saw the man's boner pitching an early tent. He giggled as he nudged Lydrana, “Don't look now, but you have an audience of two over there,” he said pointing in the man's direction.

     Lydrana gave a quick sidelong glance and giggled, putting a hand to her mouth. “I'm not even putting on my charm. Watch this,” she said as she quickly turned to look the man in the eyes and simply winked at him with a smirk.

     The man suddenly had an orgasm as she had put a little magic in that wink and smile. The man's hips uncontrollably bucked as a wet stain could be seen growing at the top of his little tent. Lydrana and Ephyas both giggled hard as the man's face went red, but still was contorted from surprise and ecstacy. He quickly covered his groin while running away from sight.

     Ephyas laughed a bit harder before asking, “Oh, my, did you see his face?”

     Lydrana laughed a bit more as well before responding, “I'm surprised he had enough blood to flush his face!”

     That caused Ephyas to snort, which made them laugh even longer. After settling down, they got their belongings out and Ephyas helped to set up camp with a little magic.

     Lydrana took the chance to relax, sitting on a large hollow log and working on her latest dress. She was very focused on her work until she noticed the lead trailsmen they had hired trotting in on his horse after having scouted the area. She had met with him briefly at the beginning of the journey, and although he was gruff with her, there was something about him that made her groin stir.

     She doesn't even find him to be very handsome. He's a bit older with greying hair, and the scar along his nose is a bit unbecoming, but she's always been attracted to men that are excellent at their profession. She doesn't know much about trailheading, however, it was obvious to see the mastery in his workmanship. His dismount of the horse was smooth and clinical, and there was a swagger about him. Those under his command are quick to execute his orders and all of them speak highly of him.

     Lydrana peeped as Ephyas sat next to her suddenly with a plop and a heavy lean into her body. “So, who are we ogling?”

     “I... I wasn't ogling him,” she said, feeling insulted, but knowing he's just being ornery.

     Ephyas noticed that she was looking at Colvin, the lead trailsman. “Wait, do you have a thing for Colvin? Really?” he asked with a wincing look on his face.

     “Oh, stop it, Ephyas,” she said, giving him a hard nudge, “you're much too shallow, which is why you're still single isn't it?” She asked this with a sidelong look.

     Ephyas feigned shock, but couldn't help letting out a giggle. “I suppose I am a bit, but I just haven't found the right man yet,” he finished with a sigh. “Oh, but have you seen the cook?” he asked, pointing at the tall redheaded man who was crouched, trying to start the campfire with some flint and steel.

     “Mmm, he is pretty attractive, but he has ten too many freckles for me. He doesn't seem very gay to me though.”

     “Oh, honey, trust me. Just you watch.” With that said, he hopped up and sauntered over to the cook who was still struggling to light the fire. As Ephyas got close to him, he turned back to Lydrana with a smile and a few raises of his eyebrows. Once he turned back, he twirled a finger through the air, and the fire suddenly started with a rather large flare which caused the cook to fall back onto his butt.

     Lydrana laughed and laughed as she watched Ephyas crouch down and assess the man, helping him to his feet. Despite her skepticism, she could see in that moment how the cook looked at Ephyas. It wasn't much, but she could see the wanton in his eyes. She giggled again as Ephyas looked back at her again and telepathically said, “I told you.”

     She then let out a relaxing sigh and began to gather up her things to get ready for dinner and bed. She had no intention of getting involved with anyone from this crew, but she was happy for Ephyas. Despite how much she knows that sex with her can be incredibly powerful, she's happy that he hasn't become addicted. She still gets letters from many of her clients, begging her to let them have sex with her again. She doesn't reply to them, but she still likes to read them. Some of them are letters about how their children are doing, and she enjoys those the most.

     This caused her to suddenly stop in her actions, remembering that her new client wants her to bear a child. It would be her first, and on top of not knowing whether or not she would become attached to the child, she was nervous about the pregnancy. She had read in many of the letters about the complications that can arise during labor, and this was giving her some trepidation.

     Lydrana had become used to the idea that she would never have children of her own, at least until her curse could be removed. However, now there is an opportunity for her to become a mother. Mr. Grush was very clear about her involvement, and that it would be up to her to decide to stay with the child or not.

     Lydrana took a deep breath before finishing gathering up her things. It's been quite a while since she's been this nervous about something. She hopes that it won't disturb her sleep.

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