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I breathe in her shocked gasp.
“I have no doubt that if I told you to lie over my lap and count each time my hand hit your cheeks, you’d submit to me, My Darling Jewel.”
“Guess we will have to see about that,” she whispers through a rasp, licking her lips.
I step away, my cock swelling beneath my pants, and it only gets worse when I notice how flustered she is.
“The… the cathedral.” Rarity stumbles over her thoughts as she collects herself, remembering where the conversation left off. “It seems—”
“Gothic?” Cailian smirks, rubbing her plump bottom lip as he looks us up and down knowingly before giving us his back. He stares at the large building for a few moments before saying another word, allowing the sounds of the music and laughter to drift to us again.
The silence allows me to really appreciate the old ice building. Icicles hang from the roof, nearly touching the ground. The stained glass is an array of different colors and as the light hits it, the orange and reds reflect on the snow-covered canvas of the ground.
“It is one of the first buildings of the village,” Cailian explains. “It’s where our female elves live. The building is protected well. Nothing can hurt them there.”
“They stay in there? All the time? That sounds terrible.” Rarity frowns, stopping just at the bottom of the steps that lead to the wraparound porch of the cathedral. “Why can’t they leave? I understand there are only a few females—”
“—You do not understand how rare female elves are. They are better protected here. They are not able to walk this planet alone. Every creature, every being knows that female elves possess abilities that no other elf can. They can heal, take away pain, freeze memories, and so many other things, including fertility. If in the wrong hands, a female elf can give birth every three months. She could be a breeding machine. I will not allow my sisters to be sold on the black market. They have a good life here. A bit isolated, but I do what I can for them.”
“Your sisters?” I ask, a bit confused because I do not remember him mentioning that he had sisters.
He stares at the building, watching it as if it is going to come to life and take him too. “I do not speak of them. It is also safer that way. The less people who know about them, the better, so you cannot tell a soul. Their lives will be at risk. Female elves are the equivalent of your gold, Dove. Their blood is silver and too many of our females in the past have been drained so hunters can sell it and make a fortune. It is also a hallucinogen so it gives the person who is taking it a fantastical high. Everything about them is worth money and cannot be found anywhere else in this dimension. Do you understand? I need you to understand,”he practically yells, his eyes narrowed and raged. “Nothing can happen to them.”
Rarity grabs his hand, but I want more.
I wrap my arms around them both and pull them to my chest, pressing my cheek against the top of Cailian’s head so I can look at the building imprisoning his sisters.
“Let’s go meet them,” I say. “They are allowed to have visitors, right?” I lean back to see him but his gaze is cast downward. Slipping my fingers under his chin, I apply the slightest amount of pressure, and force his head up. “Right?”
“Approved visitors, yes.”
“We are approved, are we not?” Rarity questions, taking the first step of the stairway to the porch. “I want to meet them.”
“The last time I saw them, we had a big fight, so it has been a while.”
“How long is a while?” I tuck my hands in my pockets to keep myself from reaching out again. I want to hoard my firebonds. I want to keep them close to me, skin on skin, it is the only way I know they are protected.
“A few— a few hundred years— give or take three hundred?” he shrugs, lifting an arm to scratch the base of his neck.
“My gods, Cailian. What happened?” I step in front of him to cut him off. “We aren’t going further until you tell me.”
He steps around me. “They did not want to speak to me after what happened with your father.”
“Why did they care about my father?” I try to keep my temper, my panic, and my desperate curiosity in check.
He begins walking again. “Because his death might have meant you’d want retribution. They thought I would have to sacrifice one of them to you, as an apology.”
“There’s too much to unpack in that statement. I didn’t even know about the female elves, so I couldn’t have asked, not thatI would have. I’m not too intent on having someone with me against their will.”
He gives a tight smile. “Like you are with me, Dove?”
“That’s… that’s not what I mean. Can we not talk about that? How could I have gotten one of your sisters if I didn’t know about them, Cailian?”
“Because I was supposed to offer one of them to you. I was supposed to come to you with my offering.”
“But you didn’t,” Rarity says, wondering why we are still deciphering this. “So?”
“So he broke tradition, I’m guessing.”
