NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. Greg's eyes went wide as something clicked in his mind. It wasn't just her words, Greg remembered what happened when he picked the personal pocket space as a reward. Unlike the healer, he didn't get a paralytic, instead, some external force had taken hold of him and kept him from moving while it worked. He could even remember the pain. It had been horrendous and if he hadn't been distracted by Morpheus at the time, he suspected that the memory would have been more traumatic for him. Greg had looked at the formation etched into his spirit body over the months that followed and knew that as much as it hurt, the thing was superficial. Greg couldn't help but blanch in horror as he realized that what they planned to do with the healer wasn't in any way superficial. Her mana pathways were to her spirit body what blood vessels were to the physical body. Comparing what he

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. The presentation ceremony had been a whirlwind of meeting and greeting everyone in attendance. Calyn had been careful to mark the faces and names of the ten people closest to the Governor. This isn't to say that she didn't try to remember the others, but there were about sixty people in attendance. Just five minutes of conversation, barely enough time to get to know the one he was talking to, and five hours had gone by. Of course, not all conversations were exactly five minutes long. With the more important figures, Calyn spent up to fifteen minutes in conversation with them. Toward the end, with the less important figures, Calyn was doing little more than getting their names, exchanging pleasantries for a minute or two before thanking them for coming. But while the presentation ceremony was a hectic affair of trying to get some impression of everyone in attenda

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. Another day had passed and this time Greg found himself having to fight the urge to despair. The first time the healer had spoken of having her mana pathways dissolved, she stated that it was usually done by someone of a higher tier than the one who was getting their mana pathways dissolved. It's only now that Greg understood why. Going into this, Greg had known that dissolving his teacher's mana pathways would be an uphill climb. The first day had been rather easy, where roughly sixty percent of his teacher's mana pathways were dissolved. It was remarkable progress and Greg had tried to guard against becoming too optimistic about what lay ahead. As it turns out, however, he hadn't been pessimistic enough. If his teacher had been from any other school of magic, the task would have still been hard. But she was a healer, something that made the task before him next

Aunt Lina," Calyn called out with a smile as she met with her in the garden of the Governor's castle. All around them were flower beds planted in tasteful patterns that created an ambiance of relaxation. Calyn offered her Aunt a bow in recognition of both her higher tier and her role as a chaperone before she took a seat on the bench beside her. The first ten minutes were spent exchanging pleasantries and talking about nothing in particular. Eventually, however, her Aunt's expression became serious. "I would be happy to spend the whole afternoon talking with you Calyn. However, something tells me that this isn't just a social visit," she stated, clearly waiting for her to reveal what she was after. "It isn't," Calyn agreed, her expression becoming serious as well. "I want you to send Nerissa home," she stated plainly. She might have been the one about to get married, but the one in charge of their entourage was Aunt Lina, her chaperone. Her opinion as the bride carried much weight

The air around the table was frigid. Calyn had her gaze fixed on the food before her as she calmly cut it into small portions before spearing a piece and bringing it to her mouth. But despite the smooth calm in each of her motions, anyone who met her gaze even for a second would see that boiling rage that she was keeping barely contained. Seated beside her, and to the right-hand side of the Governor who was at the head of the table, was Deriel. As had been the usual with him these past few weeks, he was giving her a cold shoulder, not that she cared. Seated opposite her on the other side of the table, was her cousin, Nerissa. Of those present, she was the only one who was smiling as if she was privy to some amusing secret that the rest of them were unaware of. Seated closest to the Governor on the left side of the table, was her chaperone, Aunt Lina. She was barely eating, her contemplative expression betraying the fact that she was lost in thought. Calyn could understand why the wom