Chapter 115 – A Little bit of Practice Before an Emergency

"Fine, that is how everyone else does it," Aurora says with a sigh. "Let us start your lesson again."

"Naked," I say.

"Fine, but you have enough mana to do this lesson until lunch, and we will be dressed for lunch," she says, getting back to her sitting position to my left. "Try following with your mana."

This time, my breast plays nice, letting me get all the way to my palm, where my mana went crazy, turning back up the arm.

"Good. We will slow down at your hand to help you make that turn. It is the hardest one to get in the full path," Aurora says, resetting her finger to my forehead.

Again and again, I move my mana down my arm, and each time, my mana goes wild when I turn in my palm. With each pass, Aurora slows her finger down, trying to find the right speed for me. But eventually, she goes so slow I can't even hold my mana back.

Instead, it shoots out the tip of my finger, making a pale green fog for a split second.

"Why was I able to do it during sex but not now?" I finally ask. I didn't follow the path perfectly, I think, during sex, but I did make this turn in all my limbs before.

"Go slow, but think about healing my womb when we do this run, ok?" the maid says, spreading her legs a bit.

"Ok."

Her finger resets yet again, tracing out the familiar path down my body, over my perky nipple, and down my arm. She slows down in my hand, making a turn. This time, the mana turns and heads back up the arm.

It turns again going through my kidney and ovary down my leg as she bends over to reach my feet. Once again slowing down so I can make the sharp turn and head back up. Then, to the right side of my body, down the leg. Up and to the arm. I make the last hard turn and head back to my forehead. A dark green cloud snaps out and strikes the maid.

"I think that was a mistake on my end," she says, her hand rubbing just over her messy slit. Having never cleaned up after our little session.

"What do you mean? I made it all the way," I say, staring at her womb.

"I think I will be carrying more kids than Lady Isda now."

"Oh, you were likely already carrying more kids than Isda."

"My Lady, I am an old woman. I am not made to carry so many kids."

"I handled them just fine."

"There is a rather large difference between you and me, my Lady. I will need your help and cooperation to bring our kids into the world, my Lady," she says, finally losing that small, taunting smile.

"Give me a reason," I say back, taking my chance to see her squirm.

"Please, my Lady. I want to raise our kids together. I was prepared for the possibility of a pregnancy. Multiple pregnancies when I agreed to become your maid. I did not think I could have so many at once," she says.

"Will you be nice to me?"

"I am my Lady. I am your maid, but I work for the house. All the maids work for the family first. Even the Princess's maids have to follow what the house needs first. I am here to help you in everything."

"Tell me why you want this position."

"Me and my daughter have an aura. One that needs to be around someone with a breeder class. I have lived most of my life in pain. I found out your wife was going to have a breeder in her family. I petitioned the Goddess of love for a divorce, and she agreed I was in too much pain. Ever since I agreed to be in your service, the pain has gone away," Aurora explains. "This is likely why my daughter is mad. She is not happy to be serving a commoner who is a slave. I was not told you would be a slave. She feels forced into this just as much as you are. I know you had much less of a choice, but she feels her status has dropped more than she thought it would. Help me with these kids. Let me bring our kids into this world and see them grow up. I will carry all the kids you wish for me to. Just help me with them." Her voice trembling as she finishes her beg. A noblewoman begging for something outside of a kink.

"What do I get out of this?"

"Kids, and if you get a divorce, I will follow you. I will teach you everything you need for a noble society. Sex, your sex drive must be why I am having your kids in the first place, right?" she hurries to say.

"Yes," I whisper out. Annoyed at my own drives, the brothel enforced into me.

"Maids can say no to their ladies when asked to come into their bed. I will never say no, except if I am sick or in labor," she says, her eyes falling between her legs. "That is all I can give you, my Lady, without betraying the house."

"I'll help you. You can say no, even during sex. I want some control over these lessons in return."

"I have things I must teach you, my Lady. But I will give you as much control as I can," she says. Her small smile returns as she faces me. How is she happy about this? Winning because I don't want to rape a maid. "Thank you, my Lady. Now we need to get back to your lesson. I want you to get the turn once without the help of sex. It seems your mana works with you when you have a goal that aligns with your mana. I want you to be able to do magic that does not align with your mana by the end of the week. So you will have to figure out how to do it without the help. Now, remember how the mana felt in that last pass, and we can go again."

"Ok," I say. How much of this has worked out in her favor?

Her finger returns to my forehead, and I go again and again and again. Slowly, I make progress through the turn, and the little sparks of green shoot off in different directions, but they are only ever a few inches away.

*** Princess Elora ***

"Where is Isda? She isn't in her office," I ask Sedriresa.

"I think she is preparing to move up to the fourth floor. I think she promised Lady Alzi that last night."

"That girl is not going to be able to walk all those stairs soon," I let out under my breath as I make my way through the halls to the side stairs she must be using to hide her move from me.

Turning into the hallway, I find a few boxes and Isda sitting down and talking to a few maids.

"Isda! You are not moving up to the fourth floor while you're pregnant. Return your stuff now," I say, glaring at the maids she was just talking to.

"No, Alzi complained about being left alone on the fourth floor. I said I would move, so I am. This is your mess, I'm trying to clean up. You should've already worked this out with her. If we don't get her to like us, we'll be looking at a meeting with the Goddess of love, and the dreams of the throne will vanish," she says.

Stepping up to her, I see she's a bit pale, her body a bit limp.

"Are you sick?"

"A bit tired. I spent too long in the sauna last night, I think. Give me a day, and I'll be fine."

Ignoring her, I get an arm under her knees and armpit and pick her up. Her shouts of protest do nothing to stop me from marching her back to her room.

"You are to stay in bed for the next few days. After that, we can talk about the room arrangements with everyone. I'm not losing the first kids of this family over a tantrum she has over a floor," I command.

"It's much more than a floor to her dear. Don't take her complaints lightly; she's your wife, and it is our job to make her happy," she says. Too tired to roll out and continue her move. How did she expect to even get up to the fourth floor like this?

"I'm wondering where she got the confidence to be so bossy. She's been a slave for nearly a decade, getting bred three times a year. The stories talk about some disturbing parties she was at," I mindlessly whisper.

"More nobles than you think likely came to her asking for her to boss them around and then dragon's pride. The collar and punishments will never get her to truly back down. The second it falls off, we'll have to handle how we treated her. Please help me keep this family together," she says before falling asleep.

"Shit. Sedriresa go get Alzi down here. She can fix what she caused," I say, moving a chair beside her bed. I can try a potion to help her, but mana is always better and cheaper.

"Yes, your Highness," she says with a bow.

*** Alzi ***

A knock on the door surprises me and ruins yet another run.

"Lady Alzi. Princess Elora is requesting you to come to Lady Isda. She is faint right now," comes through the door.

My maid poofs her clothing back on, giving me a raised eyebrow.

Am I supposed to respond?

"What am I going to do about that?" I answer back, earning me a frown.

"You have life mana, my lady," Aurora says.

"I'm not a healer. I'm a sex slave, prostitute, and very good breeder. Not a healer," I say back.

Another maid burst through the door. This one feels strange, her eyes showing her obvious anger about me being naked in bed still.

"Aurora, why is the lady still naked in bed?" the maid demands.

"I am teaching her to circulate her mana. Do not tell me how to teach my Lady. I am more than capable," my maid says in a flat voice before turning back to me. "Now, Alzi, we will have to visit her. If the head of the house calls you, you have to go."

Not wanting to find out if my collar takes it as a command, I roll out of bed. Aurora puts on her small heels. I walk to the door and wait for them to lead the way.

Aurora holds out a pair of slippers for me that I put on, and then I feel a robe forced on my back.

"My Lady, you can not walk around the manor naked. This is not a brothel."

"Then why did you buy a brothel whore," I say under my breath. "Show me the way."

The new maid gives me a small squint before turning and walking down the hall, away from the side stairs. Did she really move up here? I wonder as I follow her, Aurora just behind me.

She leads us to another set of stairs, ruining the notion that Isda cares about my worries. We head down the narrow staircase to the first floor and pass a bunch of rooms with varying furniture, their purpose eluding me before we make it to Isda's bedroom.

The Princess is sitting in a chair as Isda sleeps in the bed, her cute face a little pale. Another maid sits on the bed, similar to how Aurora was in mine.

"Why are you in a robe and slippers?" the Princess complains.

"Cause I was naked when I was called here. Now, what do you want a high breeder to do about someone being faint?" I ask.

"You have life mana. Heal her."

"I don't have any healing skills," I say back, trying to show my anger.

"Just flood the room with mana, Alzi," the Princess commands.

I did my best to follow the new path I was shown, but after the first failure, my collar made it clear I would have to use my old method.

"Princess, how about we have Lady Alzi's lunch sent here. I'm sure Isda's maid, Ivizea, can watch over her. My Lady has been practicing mana circulation the morning and will need to eat to keep this up for long," Aurora says.

A complicated expression marks the Princess's face as she considers the option. "Fine. I want to know if anything gets worse," she eventually says before storming out with the maid that led us here.