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A Game of Change

Dodging a bolt

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The young witches face was now as red as her hair, holding the back of the child's head beneath her tight dress gently, stroking her thumb through his hair as he fed, this was a new experience she never thought she would have, after all, the lack of fertility and running the western woods left her no free time to even consider rasing an hare to her land.

"Lady Willow, is everything alright, your gaze looks distant" came a voice, ringing across the room that broke her Willow's train of thought, it was the Lady Frost of the northern frost giants, gazing at her curiosity with her piercing ice blue eyes, her skin was pale white and her lips looked frozen and blue, her hair was white with a tiara made of woven ice and frozen plants atop her brow, and her dress was long and elegant, with long white sleeves and skirt that trailed the ground, yet she was the youngest on the council, only at the age of fifteen.

"No I am fine Lady Frost, just...thinking of my people back in my homeland, being as we live so close to the human border I can't help but fear for my peoples safety" said Willow's as she drew a drawing circle on her dress beneath the table to conceal the shape of the child in her dress, then like a fading marriage she looked back to her usual self, no trace of her hidden baby at all, and no one seemed to bat an eye "phew.. what a relief, at least you can feed in peace now young one, and this will also give me time to figure out what to do with you" though Willow's with relief, at least now she could take care of the matter at hand.

"Lady Dian, do you have something on your mind?" Came the queen witches voice as she gazed across the table at a witch that Willow had never seen before, she looked to be in her early twenty's her hair was short and black beneath her large black witches hat, she wore a simple breast sash wrapping in front of her breasts and around under her arms to her back, only seeming to cover her nipples, leaving her milky white skin of her rack on full display, and if her modesty up top was anything to go on, Willow was curious about what she wore beneath the table, and looking around at the other witches and warlocks, she could tell they were all thinking the same thing.

"Yes my queen, I am here to report that your plan so far has played out exactly to your design, the seed has been planted" spoke Dian before gazing down beneath the table, then Willow turned to face the queen "what does she mean your mayest" she asked, the queen just chuckled "all will be revealed when the time is right, after all, a seed cannot become a tree untill its roots run deep" she said, gazing around the room at the other council members, seeing if anyone would question her wisdom, no one spoke for they knew their queen was wise as she was stern.

"Verry well, Dian, return to that fool... and make sure the roots do run deep" said the Queen, Dian simply bowed the melted into the shadows to everyone's surprise, there hadn't been a shadow mage born in over thre hundred years, yet one was sat at the same table as the council without anyone knowing she was there.

But then the baby concealed in Willow's dress began to fuss, his cheek and lips brushing against her sensetive nipple, this was bad, at this point everyone would notice her arousal and question what was wrong, she had to find a way to get back to her homeland without raising suspicion.

"My queen, I am so sorry, but I fear the cold downpour has left me feeling under the weather slightly, may I request a gateway back to my homeland" Asked Willow, bowing her head in apology.

"Of corse Lady Willow, I hope you feel well soon" said the Queen, waving her hand to the nearby wall of the willow tree and the roots seemed to come to life, taking on a mind of their own as they wove themselves into a large doors sized circle, the water droplets from the roots gathering at its center in a ball of rippling liquid, before it stretched into a liquid sheet filling the circle of roots.

Willow hid her blush as she turned to bow one last time to the queen, the queen bowing her head in return before Willow steped through the gateway...


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