Love, connection and preparations

Jasmin watched Mortis slowly undressing, and Valeria became more and more excited, full of anticipation. When Mortis looked Jasmin in the eye, she noticed his slight nervousness, which surprised her. After all, he had experience, and when they met in the evening, unobserved, he showed his softer side. The other women were right when they spoke of his other side. When he was surrounded only by his women, Mortis seemed to be the nicest and gentlest guy, although he was otherwise rather tough and straightforward.

Before she could sink further into thought, Mortis grabbed her by the hand and pulled her to him. Now he was also standing there in just his underwear and suddenly said, "I've decided that I'm not going to treat you any differently than I treat my other wives. What you two do in secret or together, I don't care. But there will be no special treatment. You knew what you were getting into, and it would be unfair to the others." Jasmine looked Mortis in the serious eyes as he spoke, and just nodded. She knew herself that this was the only way. And even if her mind told her that she liked women, that didn't mean that her body couldn't take pleasure in what was happening.

Jasmine hugged Mortis and gave him a kiss to show that she was ready. Although Jasmine was in a young body, she was not naive. After all, she was a born-again, and no matter what world, men remain men, and her ego is her greatest weakness.

Mortis took her time with Jasmin while Valeria watched until the deflowering and the first act were completed. After that, Valeria couldn't hold back and pushed herself between the two to be part of the action as well. The women always made sure that Mortis had enough to do so that he could let off steam and not lose the fun over the night. So all three gave themselves over to their love and needs.

The next morning, when Mortis awoke, the whole castle was in an uproar again. The servants and his wives began to prepare the castle and the church for the celebration, even though this celebration was to be smaller and not many guests were expected. It should still be nice for the family. Lumina was not there, she was traveling with other goddesses in different cities and cultures to find a suitable dress and other things. Luxia was chosen to be a bridesmaid and was excited, maybe even more nervous than Lumina herself.

Jasmine accompanied Mortis to her apartment to tailor him a new shirt and fit his suit. The city was unusually quiet, almost like a ghost town. It seemed as if people had slept off their intoxication, and those who were awake began to clean up and tidy everything.

After an hour, Jasmine finished her work. Mortis went to Merlin to discuss a few things and get an overview of the situation. When he arrived at his place, Merlin still seemed lost in thought and was slowly sobering up. Not knowing what to do next, Mortis strolled through the city and after a few minutes stood in front of the barracks. He intended to check on his new followers. Although they wore the slave mark, he wanted to make sure they were treated humanely and were comfortable. After all, he intended them to serve him willingly. At the same time, his curiosity would not let him go as to who these people were, and he wanted to use his abilities to look into their past.

Mortis noted that despite their superior strength, Captain Nero decided to treat them no better than ordinary horsemen. They had to earn their rank, which impressed Mortis greatly and reinforced his decision to learn more about the people he ruled. Then Mortis looked into the souls of his slaves to see what had happened to them or who they were. But soberingly, he found that they were all just like him - ordinary citizens with their own problems, without really being good or evil. This made him feel a certain attachment to his slaves. But this did not prevent him from releasing them. On the contrary, they should settle in here and be happy. So Mortis turned to look for the young baron, who was to befriend Zara and Nora and learn together with them.

In the castle garden, Mortis found the children playing with nightshade, repeating what Kathrin had taught them. The former baroness was nearby watching her son, who was truly enjoying his time with the girls. Although he needed to be here, the Count allowed him more freedom than Zara, who took him directly under her control, which Mortis quickly noticed because when she called him, he followed on the spot. When Mortis approached the Baroness, she looked at him somewhat angrily, but not contemptuously, for apparently Mortis was a man of his word. Then, when Mortis stood next to her, she looked at him but could not get a word out. Mortis then said, "Isn't it better to see your child grow up instead of being afraid that he will never return from the battlefield?" The Baroness was silent, wiping tears from her face as she replied, "I thank you, Count, but I don't think the matter is over yet. We were just pawns sacrificed by greater forces. This continent will see worse than herds of demons and just a little treachery."

Mortis asked the Baroness to tell him more and went to his study so he would not have to have all the official conversations in the dining room.

In the evening he ate together with everyone and spent the quiet night alone to be fit for the wedding the next day.