Incest/Taboo Spellbound

"Wait Adam!" Jill called out. "We still haven't talked?!"

"What's there to talk about?"

"Everything!" Jill pleaded.

"Uh-huh, don't you all have a tour to finish," Adam spoke, shooing them away.

"I'm sorry Adam they just..."

"Don't worry about it Selena," Adam said, flashing her a smile watching how her cheeks heated. "It's not you're fault that an Earl can't keep his spoiled little brat in check." Loving how that vein in Edward's forehead was throbbing like mad.

"Adam, I know we have our differences but must you antagonize your stepfather?" Amanda sighed when Adam nodded very vehemently.

"It's the highlight of my day, plus, get this. That thing," pointing at Edward, "can't do a damn thing about it, since where I stand he is so far down the totem pole that I get a nose bleed just staring down at how low he is in the nobility," Adam said, staring right at Edward knowing what he had said was completely true. Edward just liked to mouth off about things he only could dream he could do. In their world an Earl was only slightly above a Baron who was nothing more than a commoner raised to the ranks of nobility. Noting how Selena was biting her lip trying not to laugh, after all, she was a Duke's daughter and it was the truth. "So if that's all I have work to do, and you have wasted enough of my time. Unless he's," pointing at Edward again, "willing to lick my shoes clean then we can continue this little chat. If not move along, I have better things to do than waste my breath on him and you."

"Very well Adam..." Amanda's voice stilled when Edward got down on his knees. Her eyes glanced back over to her son who was laughing like mad at the sight.

"What? I said he could lick my shoes clean, nothing about touching me," Adam said, shivering at the thought once he had dropped his shoes in front of Edward. "So...?" Rolling his hand for his mother to speak. After all she's the one who wanted to continue this conversation, not him. The humiliation of Edward was a very nice bonus.

"Where have you been?" Amanda asked, trying not to be disgusted at the sight of Edward's tongue moving over Adam's left shoe.

"Here. Next question."

"All three years?!" Amanda exclaimed.

"Yes."

"Why didn't you tell us when you came home?"

"Some reason I should have?" Adam asked, looking at his mother oddly.

"I'm your mother, you should have told me."

"Didn't see the point," Adam stated shrugging his shoulders. "Doubt you would have believe me anyway. Then again, I wasn't much of a priority to you once you ripped me from my home."

"Adam, how can you say that? Everything I've done has been for you, your brother, and sister," Amanda said, cupping her hand tighter around junior's mouth as he mumbled curses at Adam.

"No, no," wagging his finger, "you did it for yourself, at least be truthful with yourself. Anyone who knows you knows that," pointing at the crest on Amanda's robe, "is all you've ever cared about: your status," Adam said, in a cold, distant tone.

"Okay, maybe I do care about that, that doesn't mean I don't care about you as well," Amanda pleaded knowing that she had to get back in Adam's good graces.

"Uh-huh," Adam muttered flicking a piece of ear wax from his finger at Edward.

"We need to get back to our tour or..." Selena's voice trailed off; she knew Adam well enough to know he could care less about the two he had been speaking to.

"Yes, of course," Amanda nodded, holding her tongue when she noted the crest on the girls robe. "We apologize for... the interruption."

"When I start here, I'll find you. There won't be a place you can hide from me," Jill stated with determination as she glared at her older brother.

"Have fun with that," Adam said, offhandedly. Walking over towards Edward who had just finish with his task. "Well now, who's a good little noble, although as disgusting at it was to watch, it was amusing," he said, patting Edward's head, laughing madly as he walked back to his dorm.

All through the rest of the tour Amanda was eyeing her husband. She couldn't believe Edward would debase himself like he did. Sure, Adam might be of higher rank than they were now, yet her son didn't order Edward to lick his shoes clean. That was the only way to get the nobles of lesser rank to do anything that didn't benefit them outright. Wondering what else Edward had done to butter up to the higher ranks. Had she been so blinded by the wealth, the power, the prestige of being a noble that she didn't see it? Amanda couldn't say. However, now that she had seen it first hand, she had to agree it was disgusting and amusing. She didn't know her son had it in him to humiliate his stepfather like that. In public view as well! She wondered what else her son had learned since leaving her life.

"Don't you worry Dad, I'll get that upstart back for you," Edward Jr. said, with seething hate.

"Are you daft?!" Edward exclaimed. "You can't even measure up to him much less take him on in a duel! So let those better than you do your thinking for you," he said, dismissing his son.

Amanda watched it all in silence as her youngest son slinked away from his father in defeat. Was her eyes now opening to what, or more precisely who, Edward was as a man? Did she have blinders on when he was around the children? Amanda wished she knew. It seemed to her that Jason and Adam were the only two men in her life that had seen through Edward's façade and she just dismissed the two of them like it was nothing.

"Don't you listen, you're still a powerful mage," Amanda whispered into her son's ear to lift his mood. She knew junior always tried to earn his father's approval yet she knew that would never be, not with Edward's picky nature. "There's no shame in admitting that Adam is out of your league. Adam just happens to be the next Sage, no one was expecting that," she said, rubbing her son's back as Edward Jr. nodded. She surely wasn't expecting to find her son there at the most prestigious of colleges and wearing the symbol of the appointed Sage. That was one thing that never crossed her mind in the whole three years they had been estranged. Her gaze turned back to her husband, eyeing his back wondering if she had indeed made the wrong choice in divorcing Jason.

Shaking the thought from her mind, it was too late to regret what had happen. She was now stuck in the marriage given how the word divorce was not in the noble's language. Amanda was forever tied to Edward, unless of course he died, then she would be free with all his money. Then the memory of the fight she and Adam had three years ago popped into her mind, wondering if Adam was right and if Edward was indeed sleeping with his attendant. She knew marital vows meant little to him, she would have to include herself in that assessment, given how he had seduced her when she was still married to Jason. It was something she would have to ponder as their guide continued their tour towards the administrative building.

"And that concludes our tour!" Selena said, with a happy smile once she had brought them back to their starting point. "I hope Blodselts meets your approval, and hope if, or when you start you'll love it just as much as I do," she stated looking right at Jill and Edward Jr. "Now if you'll excuse me I need to head to my dorm and change out of this," Selena said, gesturing to her clothes. "Big party tonight," leaning in to Jill, "Adam will be there," she spoke with a sneaky grin.

"Honey, take the kids home," Amanda said, laying her hand on her husband's arm after Selena had left them. "I need to speak with Adam about this Sage business. If he's this powerful, we need to get him on our side," she whispered low. Seeing the look of understanding in his eyes, Edward wasn't a fool. He might loath her son, but he wasn't a fool. Even he had to admit what a boon to their coffers it would be if they could attach their House name to Adam. Not that, that was what was going to happen if Adam wouldn't talk to her. "Don't worry honey, I'll find a way to get home," Amanda said, placing a kiss on her husband's cheek before walking off towards the dorm that housed her son.

"Adam! Please come talk to me!" Amanda shouted not knowing if her magic would get through the barrier. "I'll stand out here all night if I have to until you speak with me!" A smirk formed on her lips when she thought she heard the word 'fuck' as weak as it was due to wherever her son's dorm room was located. "Good, he's annoyed, that will make him make mistakes," Amanda said to herself as the front door to the dorm was thrust open roughly.

"Wasn't that talk enough for you?!" Adam growled.

"Invite me in."

"Why?"

"Because I want to talk, that's all," Amanda said, slyly noting how fit her son was. All mages were commanded to keep themselves in shape so they would have the stamina needed to continuously cast spells until their magjols ran out. The Sage, in extension her son, had to be at his or her peak of fitness to do battle with other Sages of the numerous other countries that dotted the world. The world had seen what a catastrophe a fat, out of shape, winded Sage could do to a country, that one of the smaller countries had put forth to settle a dispute between them and a larger country while their kingdom might still exist to this day, they were nothing more than vassals to the larger country. Hence why their King had set forth his decree for all the mages in their land.

"Fine, if only to get this over with," Adam sighed in annoyance. "I, Adam Bordun, the next Sage of the kingdom, grant you, Amanda Mortanhouse, permission to cross the barrier," he spoke feeling his tongue grow heavy just speaking that name.

"Thank you, son," Amanda said, in a soft tone once she had crossed the threshold. "Why don't you show me to your room so we can talk in private. Surely, you don't want our family drama aired for all to see," she said, with a coy smirk.

"Why not? I'd probably make a mint selling tickets to it," Adam said, leading her into his dorm.

"I don't doubt that," Amanda giggled. Her eyes moved down his back now that he was no longer wearing his robe. While mages weren't built to be muscled bound brutes, she could tell her son's torso had increased in size far more than any other mage she knew. Most were lanky, bordering on the sickly side, while her son held a healthy vibrant glow to him. She chalked that up to keeping up his fitness to fulfill his Sagely duties in the near future. "Oh my," Amanda gasped at the grandeur that greeted her once she had stepped into his dorm room. The room was fit for a King, literally. The gold leaf that glistened in the mage light overhead, the beautiful, rich red that dominated the majority of the field. The scrolls, and etched leaves that dotted the wall paper. To the low bubbling of the beaker as it sat over the Bunsen burner, the spell components that lined the selves for the more ritualistic spells, and lastly the enormous fireplace that appeared to have been used no more than a month ago. Amanda had to agree with Selena; this outshone those dorm rooms they had seen during their tour. Her nose wiggled at the enticing scent that called to her from Adam's little kitchen area. "Does it get cold up here?" Amanda asked, looking behind her as her son shut his door.

"Sometimes," Adam admitted.

"I'll have to get them some warmer clothes then," Amanda muttered flicking her left index finger down summoning the parchment scroll she used as her 'to do' list. "I'm sure that nice, big fireplace keeps this place rather warm during the winter months," she said, wondering what else her son had been doing in front of it or who for that matter.

"A little too well," Adam spoke as he moved past her making sure nothing he didn't want her to see was left uncovered, namely the Philosopher's stone he had finally managed to create over a month ago as the Elixir of Life drained from it.

"Adam, I know I taught you manners, aren't you going to offer your mother a seat and a beverage?" Amanda asked, in a motherly voice. Keeping her smile hidden when her son tilted his head back, "That coffee smells wonderful, I wouldn't mind having a cup," she said, lowering herself onto the couch that sat in front of the fireplace. Whispering the activation spell of the charm on her necklace she had placed on it while she walked towards his dorm. Wondering if it would work on someone as powerful as her son. There was no way she was going to let Adam hog all the spotlight for himself. If she had to sleep with her son to gain access to the fame, wealth, and power that would come with the Sage title once the current one stepped down or was killed in battle. Then she would, just so she and her family were taken care of. Plus, in truth, Adam was like a stranger to her. Even in his youth she never really understood him after her divorce from his father.

"Here," Adam uttered holding out the mug to his mother.

"Thank you, sweetheart." Muttering a spell below her breath sweeting the coffee just the way she like it. Patting the seat beside her, knowing the charm wouldn't work as well if he was separated from her beyond five feet. She wasn't like her son, her magjol count was only slightly higher than her youngest son. While she might be called powerful among the commoners, compared to her son, she was like the newly fallen snow on the blustering wind -- swept away with ease. Still, that didn't mean she didn't know a few tricks that her son might have never learned.

"What the hell?" Adam muttered in his mind when his body lowered himself down beside his mother. That was not where he was going to sit, nonetheless, he couldn't sense a spell, or any magic, that had made him sit down beside his mother.

"Mmm... that is quite good," Amanda sighed in bliss. She knew it had to be his rank for the reason Adam had access to the best beans. Not even Edward could procure such a lovely tasting coffee.

"Should be given the price of it," Adam muttered low.

"That's something else I'd like to speak with you about," setting down her mug on the coffee table, "how have you been supporting yourself? How can you afford to attend this place without Edward's and my help? Those spell components can't be cheap," Amanda said, point towards the shelf that housed them.

"I have my ways," Adam said, vaguely.

"Son," placing her hand on his left knee and leaning into him, "you can tell me, I promise I won't say a word to Edward. You know how he likes to suck up to those with power and money," Amanda uttered in a seductive tone. "I have to tell you he was going on and on about how he was going to get you to rejoin his House just so he can ride your coat tails," she lied, keeping her smirk hidden when Adam finally looked at her. That was the opening she needed; the flash of her charm played along her son's eyes knowing that she had him ensnared. "But don't you worry honey, I know you don't want anything to do with him. I'll try my best to discourage him from his pursuit. But in order to do so, we're going to have to talk you understand, right?" Amanda asked, slyly moving her hand along her son's inner thigh.

"I can handle that... ass," Adam sneered.

"That I don't doubt son, but even you can't outright kill a noble without facing consequences for such an action. We have to play this smart," Amanda said, while she hated to use these tactics on her son, it couldn't be helped. "We have to play the game. I know you don't like the choices I've made for us. Always know I've only done what I've done for my babies. You three are what's truly important," she said, gently caressing her son's cheek. "I understand what I've done has caused you to hate me, I can't blame you for that. Yet if we're going to try to keep a step ahead of Edward then we must work together. I don't want him getting his fingers into whatever will come from you're time as the Sage," Amanda spoke, keeping his attention on her as her hand continued its northern trek.

"And you think I'll just trust you?" Adam asked, accusingly.

"No. I do not. We've been at odds for too long for blind trust. Ask me anything and I'll answer the best that I can," Amanda uttered laying out the bait for her son.

"Which one was it, you or him?"

"Huh?"

"Who had my father killed, you or him?" Amanda could see that his anger, his hate was winning out against the charm. That was something she just couldn't allow. She needed to keep her son underneath the charm so she could work her way back into his life all so she could bask in the glory that would come when Adam took up the mantle of the Sage.

"Edward. I was against it wholeheartedly, yet he went ahead with it," Amanda lied. In truth, she had no idea who ordered Jason's death, she was as surprised as Adam was by the news yet she never showed it. She knew Adam must've heard their laughing at Jason's plight. She knew it was wrong, although at the time, Jason was becoming a rather large thorn in her side given how the courts were starting to side with him. Amanda could truthfully say she had no hand in Jason's death, she couldn't say the same thing about Edward though. It was possible Edward had Jason killed for the simple fact that Jason was dragging Edward's name through the mud in the papers. Edward was petty like that. Watching how Adam searched her eyes for any hints of deception on her part. Something she's grown quite good at hiding given her fifteen long years in the noble realm. Where assassinations were a fact of life, however shadowy they were. So she's had plenty of practice in keeping what she truly thought from reaching her face.

"I kind of figured it was him," Adam said, looking away. All the while his mind was working overtime to figure out why now, of all times, he would be so open with his mother. He knew there had to be magic involved. He just couldn't pinpoint it. If he could he would have ended it right then and there. Yet, as it was, Adam had to keep her talking until he could suss out the source.

"Tell me honey, what can I do to make you believe me?" Amanda asked, playing into her role.

"Strip."

"Excuse me?!" Amanda feigned her shock. It was exactly what she was hoping he would say. Incest was not a word known to them, given how the nobles and the royals all practiced linebreeding to keep commoners from acquiring titles.

"You want me to believe you, after all these years?! Then you have to embarrass yourself in front of your own son," Adam said, leaning back, gesturing to the spot before him.

"If that's what will get you to believe me," sighing, "I'll do it. Although I wonder where this need to see your mother naked has come from," Amanda teased, rising from her seat and slipping out of her heels. Standing between his legs, making him watch as she unbuttoned her shirt. The air of the room felt cool on her skin as she dropped her shirt to the floor, her bra soon followed allowing her son to view her 38C breasts. While she might be pushing forty-two years she did think her breasts still looked nice given her age. A sultry smile formed on her lips when her fingers took hold of the zipper of her ankle length skirt. Her eyes always on his when her thumbs hooked around the waistband of her panties as she pushed them down to the floor. "Is this what you wanted to see, Adam?" Her left hand ran along her stomach before cradling her left breast while her right hand toyed with her wet labia. Something she herself was quite surprised to find. Then again, it had been a few months since she and Edward had been intimate with one another given how Edward has been off visiting the holdings they have across the kingdom. "How about a closer look, hmm?" Her breasts swayed as she leaned forward, placing her hands on the back of his couch, bringing her right leg up, brushing her thigh against his while bringing her left up to join her other before she sat upon her son's lap.

Making sure that Adam's gaze would always find her pendent that dangled at the end of the silver chain so her son wouldn't have time to figure out how her charm worked and negate it's effects on his body. "Is this what you wanted to see? Me naked on your lap, rubbing my pussy on your cock?" Amanda asked, rocking her hips, marking his lap in her nectar.

"This part was not in the plan, the humiliation yes, but not this," Adam said, staring into his mother's eyes.

"Like how you humiliated Edward in front of the whole school?" Amanda inquired, wondering why that turned her on so much. Then she felt something poking her mound as it continued to grow. "I have to admit Adam, I did enjoy seeing that," she said, her fingertips teased the tips of his hair while she ran her nipples along her son's lips.

"Oh?"

"Mmmhmm, I can't explain it, just the sight of watching you lord over Edward set me on fire," Amanda whispered heatedly into her son's ear. "Can't you feel the heat coming off your mother's pussy?" she purred, her nose brushing along Adam's cheek. "Have you been with a woman before?" She was not expecting the look on his face when she asked that question. She was sure that her son was a virgin when the last time he was at their estate. Then again, she could have been wrong about that. There were years that she never saw hide nor hair of her son. She knew he was staying either at the school or with his grandparents, at least her parents whenever she would call or drop by to see how they were doing, would drop hints that Adam had just been there. Jason's parents would never take her call, nor was she allowed on their property.

The spell they etched along the property line saw to that. She knew how much they loved their son, and she was sure they blamed her just like her son did for Jason's death. Truly she had no hand in his death. She didn't even want him dead, just out of her life so she and Edward could move on with their own lives. Her left hand ran down his chest, "Shall I take care of this for you?" Amanda asked, taking a dry swallow when her hand wrapped around her son's covered rod. "He's so much like Jason," she was practically drooling in her mind. She didn't leave Jason for a bigger cock, just a bigger pocket book.

"Why not, it is what you do, cheating, that is," Adam said, darkly. Hoping that it would keep himself from saying whatever was running through his mind when it sounded so insane to him. Feeling her breasts pressing against his chest as she pressed her nose against his. The heat of her forehead soaking into his skin.

"You don't have to like, or love, me to fuck me Adam. Sex is just sex. What better way to get back at Edward than to fuck his wife and send her home full of your cum," Amanda said, slowly lowering the zipper of his pants.

"So... sloppy seconds for Edward the old boy, huh? Did you do this to Dad as well?"

"No, never, as much as Edward wanted me too. Just think about it honey, Edward between my legs and me forcing him to eat your cum. Wouldn't that just be the ultimate humiliation?" Amanda asked, with a wicked grin. "After all, you don't really care for the man, nor does he for you. So why worry about a little thing like cheating, it didn't stop you from making me undress right in front of you. Why else would you ask it of me if we weren't going to fuck? Plus, given how he wants to use you for his own benefit, why not fuck the ever living shit out of me while we work to keep him at bay; and all the while he will have to contend with how wet, how cream filled my pussy will be every time I return home."

At that he rightly couldn't say. The word just left his lips without even knowing why he had asked her that. Adam only said what he said to keep his mother from wondering what was wrong with him while he tried to figure out the cause of this mystery. Looking down as his mother slipped his cock through the slit of his boxers. He was about so say no, to tell her to stop, that he'd changed his mind, yet his mother didn't give him the chance.

"Oh..." Tossing her head back as her son's crown breached her paradise, "fuck yes!" Amanda moaned loudly as she continued to sink down her son's rod. Feeling it stretching her out just like how Jason used to do. "You're so much like your father," she said, breathlessly. For fifteen years she's been a faithful wife to Edward, for fifteen years she's had to deal with his small cock. Even going so far as to offer her to some noble for some gain of his. This she never agreed to, she might have cheated on Jason, as bad as that was, given the fallout with her family, yet she wasn't about to be whored out just because Edward wanted some new shiny thing. Amanda did have some morals.

"Oh?"

"Gods, Edward can never compare to the two of you," Amanda said dreamily, rocking her hips sending that eight inch cock of his into the depths of her heat. "Fuck! Yes! I need this cock!" she growled her rocking quickly became a rapid plunge upon her son's manhood as it touched all the right places... places Edward could never reach. Slamming down to the base of his root, her orgasmic juices surged down her channel, her cream flowed out from around her red, puffy labia and down his balls while her body succumbed to the climax that flooded her body. Collapsing forward, burying her face in her son's neck as she recuperated her strength to continue. She had forgotten the last time she had an orgasm that good without the aid of her magic to get her off while Edward was pumping his five inch cock into her. Her eyes shot wide as she felt her son's hands taking hold of her ass. "Adam!" Amanda howled as her son rapidly thrust his cock upwards into her ever welcoming cunt. "Yes, yes, yes, fuck that pussy. Give me that hard cock," she begged as her grip tightened on the back of his couch. Her breasts swung violently, her body quaked, her eyes rolled into the back of her head. Her folds clamped down on that surging rod, her sex resounding in the air.

"Oh, you like your son fucking you, huh?" Adam grunted still unsure how the hell he found himself in this predicament.

"Fuck me, Adam. Fuck your mother with that big cock!" Amanda begged and moaned for more. Her eyes went wide when she felt the slap on her ass.

"Answer the question."

"Yes, I do baby," Amanda panted, "Oh gods, I'm cumming!" she wailed as she felt Adam thrusting to the hilt as her walls squeezed the life out of her son's hard pole. "Please Adam, give you're mother some more of that hard cock," Amanda implored her son.

"So, I take it Edward's tiny?"

"Most definitely," Amanda agreed. "Nothing like this hard cock of yours that's fucking me so well." Leaning forward, her lips lightly touched his to test the waters. Now that she's been fucked unliked anything she's felt in the past fifteen years, she wasn't about to anger her son; nor was she going to give up feeling this full after dealing with Edward's small size for so long. "You like knowing that Edward can never compare to you, don't you?" The evil smirk on her son's face answered her question. Her cheek brushed against his, "After this, I'm not going to be able to feel him. He's rarely given me an orgasm with that small thing. Yet you, baby, have given me two already and working on the third."

Amanda was a drooling mess after the hard fucking her son had given her. Her mind replaying how she howled like a banshee when he was pounding her from behind. Remembering how she begged, pleaded, offered anything to her son if he would stir up her cunt like she hasn't felt in so long. Her eyes were glossy, a stupefied smile was plastered on her lips, her body hadn't stopped shaking from the aftershocks of her forth orgasm. How she was going to worship that cock of his whenever she could find the time to see her son. The life of a Countess is rather busy, still she would find the time to ride that cock of his any chance she could get. While she wanted to feel her son's cum leaking out of her ever so satisfied pussy, she had placed a spell at the entrance to her womb to hold in her son's cum until she had Edward between her legs. Then she would end it releasing all her son's hot semen down to Edward's waiting tongue. Amanda chuckled wickedly at that thought. She didn't know where this urge to humiliate Edward came from, she never once had the feeling when she was with Jason, even the three years prior to their divorce. It was never about humiliating her ex-husband.

Amanda was sure Jason thought it was given how badly he took the news that she was leaving him. Her eyes slowly opened staring oddly at the strange ceiling that wasn't her own before her befuddled mind started to work again, telling her she was lying naked, sore, and ever so fucking content on her son's couch. Her tongue rolled in her mouth wondering what that cock of his tasted like, how his cum would as taste on her tongue. How it would feel as she swallowed every drop that erupted from his magnificent cock. A devious smile appeared on her lips as she peered over the back of the couch when she heard her son's shower going. Her breasts bounced against her ribs as she raced up the stairs. She wasn't about to leave without showing her son what she could do with her mouth.

Looking over at his bed, so many lewd thoughts swirled inside her mind as she pictured what they would be doing upon it. After all, they were going to be spending a lot of time together making Adam believe the lie she had told him. She was always truthful with her children, even if they didn't like hearing the truth. Yet lying to her son was the only way to lower his guard enough for the charm to work. Smirking salaciously when Adam jumped in startlement when she snatched back the shower curtain. Licking her lips as her eyes stared at that soft member of his. Amanda wasted no time in kneeling down in front of her son. Her green eyes staring up at him as her lips glided along his member, feeling it growing by the second. Making her son watch as she drank down all his cum.

"Now, Adam, are you sure this will get me home?" Amanda asked, watching how Adam prepared the circle to form the spatial portal to take her home. She herself wasn't one for temporal magic. It was one of the hardest schools of magic to master.

"Yes."

"Have you done this before, if you miscalculate just a hair I could end up appearing anywhere!" Amanda said, a little nervously.

"Quite a few times, my master wouldn't allow me to use this if she thought I wasn't suited for it," Adam said, in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Oh?! Sage Harthorne taught you this personally?" Amanda asked, in awe. There was no mistaking the pride in her eyes when Adam nodded. No one could ask for a better mentor than that of a Sage. However, they only taught their apprentices. She wondered what else the Sage has been teaching her son. Wondering what new and exciting magics he must be dabbling in. Her eyes moved over her son's body as she watched how Adam preformed the spell. Feeling the increasing magjols in the air as Adam's power grew. Pondering why all the reports that were sent to them, while Adam was at that boarding school, always detailed how Adam had a very low magjol count, even by commoner standards. She could feel herself getting wet all over again as his magic engulfed her in his power. Amanda had to wonder what else her son had been hiding from them if he went to such lengths to keep them from learning his true strength.

"I'm impressed," Amanda uttered as the portal held strong once Adam was finished with his spell.

"Uh-huh."

"What?! I am, even the best mages -- minus the Sage -- have trouble with spatial magic. Hence why only a few in the world can truly wield it," Amanda stated factually. "Why everyone that can use it is so sought after." She could see it in his eyes that he already knew all of that. "Now, come give the woman you just fuck into sweet oblivion a hug," Amanda said, holding out her arms to her son. "It's been so long since you've let me do this," she sighed happily as she held her son tightly. "I'll see you in a few days, I can't appear to be disappearing so often, at least not when Edward is around," Amanda spoke with a coy smile. Knowing that Edward would be going off once again to some place she really didn't care to know the name of. When in reality she was only thinking about how long it would take to fly to the college to have another ride on that cock of his. Waving to her son before stepping through the portal.

Her eyes stared up at their home once she was through. Turning back around noting how the portal had already sealed itself. Wondering how much of a cost it was to her son to open a portal from so far away. Shaking the thought from her head, she needed to tell Edward that she has her foot in the door and it would only be a matter of time before she could truly worm her way back into Adam's good graces.

"Where's my husband?" Amanda asked, as a servant passed her the moment she entered their home.

"In his study as always madam."

Edward's head snapped up as the door to his study opened unexpectedly. Ready to bite off the head of whichever servant it was who dared to enter without knocking first. That was until he saw Amanda walking through the door. As she approached a conniving grin spread across his lips eager to hear the news.

"So, how did it go?" Edward asked, turning his chair to the left as his wife walked around his desk. Feeling the softness of her ass as she slid into his lap.

"Slow, but you must have known that."

"True, that little brat doesn't know what's good for him," Edward nodded in understanding.

Amanda kept her annoyance from showing whenever he spoke of either one of the children like that. Wondering if he could smell the lingering sex that still clung to her body. "Give him time, I'm sure, in time, he will come to learn that having us to guide him in the realm of the nobility will be a great asset, especially when he takes over for the current Sage. He has fifteen years of built-up anger to get over before he'll even begin to listen to us," Amanda stated, running her fingers lightly down her husband's chest noting how soft he was compared to Adam. "Honey?"

"Hmm?" Edward hummed lightly rubbing his hand up and down Amanda's right thigh.

"I got so wet deceiving Adam, I need you to take care of it," Amanda lied, guiding his hand beneath her skirt to her soaked mound.

"Yes, I see, how can I say no to my cunning wife," Edward said, with an amused smirk on his lips at the thought of Adam so easily falling into their trap. Not to kill him, oh no, that would be a treasonous act to kill a Sage, and he had no wish to lose his title, lands, and his wealth; but to use him to elevate their House to a higher standing in the nobility. Watching how Amanda slipped from his lap, hiking up her skirt before her ass rested on his desk. How he loved removing his wife's panties as he was doing at that moment. Enjoying how he was the only one who was ever going to see her pussy. Still, though, that didn't mean he didn't like his little trysts with his mistresses, not that Amanda had any idea he was cheating on her, and he planned on keeping it that way.

Amanda smiled sinisterly down at the top of Edward's head as he licked her pussy with gusto. While he might be limited in what he was born with she couldn't fault the man on his pussy eating skills. They were top notch. Chanting the incantation below her breath to end the spell that held Adam's sperm back. Feeling it running down her channel, wondering if he would be able to taste Adam's cum that was mixed with her juices. Then the thought popped into her mind at how her son's tongue would feel on her cunt. Holding Edward's head against her sex, so he wouldn't be able to escape. A soft moan escaped her lips, tilting her head back an impish smile formed on her lips pondering the look Adam would have when she told him that Edward licked every drop of his cum from her pussy. Just the thought of being fucked by Adam again got her hips rocked smearing her nectar and Adam's cum on Edward's face.

"Did you eat something... different today?" Edward asked, smacking his lips at the odd taste in his mouth.

"Yes, Adam's cum," Amanda said to herself. "No, not that I can think of, why?" she asked, giving him a look that told Edward not to push it.

"No reason, it just... never mind," Edward stated waving off what he was about to say. "That doesn't matter, what matters is getting Adam back into this House so we can keep an eye on him and drop hints as to whom he can and can't trust at court."

"That's my love," trying not to show how bad that word tasted in her mouth at the moment, "always thinking ten steps ahead," Amanda said in false pride, while lightly stroking Edward's chin. She knew from the moment she felt her son's cock inching into her mound, and how his cock tasted on her tongue that Edward would never measure up both in bed and out of it. She would still sleep with him only to keep up the appearance of a faithful wife fulfilling her duties. In reality when Edward was pumping those hips she would be thinking of her son and that fat cock of his. "Now I'm going to go get cleaned up, you put that devious mind of yours to work to win over Adam. We'll be the envy of every noble once we can attach Mortanhouse to the title of Sage," Amanda said, sweetly. Lightly kissing his lips before leaving him to finish his work.

"I love it when you talk like that," Edward said, eyeing his wife's ass lustfully.

"I'm sure you do, by the way how did Adam's cum taste, you did lap it all down?" Amanda uttered, laughing madly in her mind.

The hour of dawn was two hours away and Adam was wide awake. The leather of his boots, boots his master had personally gotten made for him, squeaked as he rose from his bed. It was going to take three hours to fly to the site on his broom that his master had told him to be at before eight that morning. He knew she only chose these sites, so far from the city, because it meant one thing, his training was going to be explosive. His footfalls touched lightly on the steps as he descended the stairs. Grabbing his bookbag that contained a few bottles of water and snacks knowing they would be there all day, maybe all night as well depending on how difficult the task was his master set forth. His hand ran down the wooden shaft of the broom he had inherited from his father. Wondering if his father would be proud of him if he saw him now. Hopefully, his father would overlook the fact that he wasn't in his right mind yesterday. Adam still couldn't figure out how his mother had hoodwinked him.

"Wish me luck, Dad," Adam muttered aloud as his fingers wrapped around the shaft of the broom.

"Adam where are you going, we have class today," Selena stated, coming back from her summoning practice that could only be done at night when certain stars were aligned, staring up at him as he stood on his broom high above her.

"Training takes priority, the school knows this," Adam said, peering down at her.

"Training, as in training with the Sage?!" Selena asked, gleefully.

"The one and only."

"You have to tell me what's she's like! I've only seen her at a distance when I visit my father at court. I bet she's amazing in person?!" Selena uttered in dream-like wonder.

"She is," Adam nodded.

"Don't train too hard, be careful flying, I'll see you later," Selena said, waving goodbye to him that was when her jaw dropped as Adam rocketed away on his broom. Everyone knew the amount of magjols you had would effect the speed of the broom you were using; it was centuries old technology if you count a flying wooden stick technology. In Adam's case a simple flying broom like he was using was his own personal rocket.

"You're early as usual." Came a smooth, calm female voice from behind him once Adam had landed.

Turning to face her red, almost orange hair, floated lightly on the breeze. Her sea-green eyes sparkled in the sun also with a tad bit of mischief. Her smooth angelic face showed no hints of wrinkles given her use of youth aging spells to keep people from knowing her true age of forty. Her soft pink lips curved into a warm welcoming smile at the sight of her apprentice.

"Good morning, master," Adam said, bowing to his teacher.

"Good morning, my lovely apprentice," Her voice carried a little mirth to it on the early morning air. "Since you're here so early, shall we get started with today's lesson?"

"Yes, master."

"Very good, always eager to learn, never lose that Adam. A mage who fails to continue to expand his knowledge is doomed to die by those who have surpassed him. I've seen this many times especially among other Sages. Just because you reached the top, per se, does not mean you're learning is finished."

"I understand."

"Good. Follow me and we'll get started with your morning exercises," Holly said, beckoning him to follow. "Tell me Adam, why would I choose this place?" she asked, gesturing out towards the abandon quarry.

"To keep whatever spell I summon from damaging the surrounding area," Adam said, repeating the same answer he had given her on the fourth day of his training.

"Yes, that is true," Holly said, with a sly grin. "We mustn't have the locals up in arms because of our spellwork."

"Now do as I have taught you and summon the grimoire," Holly commanded. Her eyes always on her student as Adam repeated the incantation she had taught him early on. One of the requisites in becoming the next Sage was to have the grimoire accept you as its next master. The book contained every spell that every former Sage since the founding of their kingdom had used. It also was very picky in who it chose to be it's next master. The candidate had to have at least the similar magjol count as the current Sage before it would even open. That was the first test, if you passed the duels that were to the death, the only time one could bow out was right before the match. Ninety-eight percent of the candidates did so once they were told what was at stake. After the matches, only five were left standing. The second test if you could open the book was to actually cast a spell from one of its many pages. The third test was to see if you survived the spellcasting given how one would have to use a great portion of his magjols just to open said tome. Adam felt sorry for the three who died trying to reach for the stars.

Of course, everyone was sworn to secrecy on what the test were about. Then again, given that it was Holly who oversaw the testing no one would dare go against her rule. She's only had to invoke the binding curse twice in her time as Sage to keep the public from finding out the countries most kept secret. Her sea-green eyes shimmered in pride as the grimoire appeared instantly at Adam's call.

"Let's start out with a bang, doesn't that sound fun?!" Holly asked, with a mischievous grin. "That's it, good, good, keep the image of the meteor in your mind. Now bring it into reality," she instructed, noting how Adam's brow was furrowed as he concentrated. Her sea-green eyes watched as the spell descended towards the ground. The explosion played along her face as the fires that were created consumed the plant life that had taken root down within the quarry.

Adam panted heavily as he rested against the trunk of a tree. Ten times his master had him perform that spell, ten times it took everything to bring that spell into the material realm. He was so spent. Digging into his bag, pulling out one of his snacks that would replenish his magjol count.

"What was the first lesson I taught you?" Holly asked, her fingertips danced lightly along the petals of the flower she was studied it.

"The Sage must be ready to do battle at any time," Adam answered once he had swallowed his bite.

"And why do I test you so hard?" Holly inquired; her sea-green eyes flickered up at him.

"So that when I become the Sage I can do battle without relying on the grimoire to cast the spell."

"Adam, your pocket is flashing," Holly stated seeing the faded light illuminating the fabric of his pants. Watching how Adam quickly shoved his hand into pocket. Seeing the small crystal ball sitting in the palm of his hand, the same orb she had given him in order to get in contact with him when she had the time to train him.

"Grandpa? How are you?" Adam asked, as the crystal ball projected his grandfather's face six inches above it.

"Adam? Where are you? Aren't you supposed to be in school?"

"I'm training grandpa, I told you I was chosen," Adam said, blushing hard as Holly cast him a look.

"Right. Sorry, son..."

"Grandpa what's wrong?" Adam asked, seeing the look in his grandfather's eyes he knew something must have happened to his grandmother. She must have taken a bad turn during her treatment, or in his opinion; trying to prolong her life enough so the illness she had contracted, which the healers could never cure her of, something he suspected was their way of keeping the best healing spells for the nobility.

"It's Elenore, she's..." Frank couldn't finish his sentence unable to say the word that his wife was about to die and he couldn't do a damn thing about it.

"I'll be there as fast as I can!" Adam said, quickly getting to his feet.

"Go, we'll finish this training Wednesday," Holly spoke, nodding in understanding.

"Son, you don't..."​