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Cynthia grinned but didn't bother to blush on this one, knowing that her grin said it all but still had to add words, "He's the Energizer Bunny of bedroom antics. He keeps going and going and going..." she said in a tantalizing whisper, "Then after a few hours of rest, and only a few, he either goes at it all over again or somehow finds the energy to do the hundred or so tasks he has to do as king. He frequently actually makes me pass out from too much..." she added then had to fan herself a bit, feeling herself get a bit warm just from the thought of another round with him. And she was actually understating it a bit, she realized as she remembered breaking the bed...

Cynthia rolled her eyes at the mention of that book and took a drink from the glass of water, "You know very well that you put a few of my tricks in there as well, so you have no room to talk. I'll have you know that I was actually set up with this one. Yes, pushed into it by none other than Hal. You ought to go visit him, Yamille. It would do the conniving demon good to have someone around who can keep his mind sharp for a while longer," she said softly, letting her know Hal's condition without saying it out loud.

It helped that they both knew the older demon from his younger days, though Cynthia was the one who'd managed to get into his bed, much to Yamille's disappointment. Still, there had been that Incubus that Yamille managed to land... But Cynthia was the one who seemed to attract the more dangerous types. Like that king who'd tried to have her burned as a witch. Not even Cynthia could have planned that tidal wave...

She found herself hungry and flagged down someone passing around a tray of some kind of meat and vegetables and got herself a portion without asking what it was then asked him to find something a bit more adventurous for Yamille. He grinned at that and came back with a plate of various meats, grilled vegetables, and grilled fruits, all looking heavily but nicely spiced, and offered that to Yamille.

Cynthia dug into her dish and found it to be snake meat wrapped in a very tasty fish then wrapped in bacon with roasted vegetables. It was delicious. Of course, she also got a delivery of a very special glass of spiced wine ordered for her by Aeriolous and sipped at it with pleasure, finding it delicious as well as healthy. He hadn't lied when he'd spoken of the pain-numbing properties, fully able to feel it working already and gave a sigh of relief that she couldn't mask or hide.

Cynthia just smiled and shook her head at her, "It's just the way you are, Yamille. And I do love you for all of it. At least you know I'll always be around for you to visit, no matter where I am," she said with a wink as she finished her dish and worked on her glass of spiced wine.

But she couldn't help it when her clear green eyes strayed over to Lareth again, this time with a small sigh, "I've got it bad, Yamille... He asked me to stay with him permanently and I said yes... I was hoping it would be as more than his mistress, but I'll take what I can get with him... Oh, by the way, don't be surprised if he suggests a threesome..." she admitted, then had to put that last sentence in, knowing that Yamille would appreciate it.

Lareth on his way back to Cynthia had been bombarded with some of the older females who just loved how handsome he was. Never mind that he was king over them as well, but they joked and stroked his ego quite well.

Not wanting to be rude he danced with many of them, making the poor older women swoon as he turned on his charm and made them feel young and beautiful.

Once he was done giving all those lovely women a dance, he finally made it to Cynthia's side.

"I still got it. No matter where I go.....women throw themselves at me."

He kissed Cynthia's cheek and smiled at Yamille.

"It has been ages since I last saw you Yamille....last we met you were throwing bricks at my house because I kicked Cynthia out of the realm."

Lareth watched as Amity danced with the older drow as Aeriolous kept himself nearby, just in case any one tried to touch her more than they should.

Lareth nodded as he watched the festivities and watched as the drow enjoyed themselves along with the dwarves who, kept mostly off the dance floor and enjoyed the food and free booze.


"Well perhaps when you are better my dear, you can do something with 'it'. I will be more than happy to allow you to do anything you want."

"I am lucky indeed. I would hate to have seen what you would have thrown....though I wouldn't have been too angry."
He grinned as he looked Yamille over.
"Because of your angry outburst, you had many thinking I had yet tossed another beauty away. Hence why I really garnered the nickname of 'lady killer.' So Thank you. I had a cool sounding nickname at that time."

Lareth laced his fingers with Cynthia's.
"Though now....I am more than willing to give the nickname up."

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Cris munched hungrily on his plate of food as he listened to Baulken whine about how noisy everyone was.
"Its a celebration Baul.....it's meant to be noisy. Besides.....I hear when the dwarves party, its even louder than this."

Baulken nodded.
"I suppose your right....but no one cares then as everyone is too snockered to care."

He saw Yamille looking their way and he looked to Cris.
"You alright though?"

Cris caught Yamille's gaze and gave a wave from where they were.

"Yeah.....I will be ok......I mean we are friends so that's enough...."

Baulken nodded and handed him a mug.
"I know we drank last night....but here. Should perk you up. This is the Demon King Lareths Brew....its rare we get to taste his personal brews."

Cris took the mug with a thanks and sniffed the amber red liquid.
"I don't smell alcohol?"

Baulken smirked.
"Oh its in there......I only had a sip but it made my insides warm as if I had been drinking for awhile."

Cris shrugged and took a small drink and licked his lips as it was quite delicious.

Lareth nodded to Yamille.
"Ah cute guys.....not handsome men? You wound me Yamille. Here I am a glorious vision of masculinity and you want to dance with...'cute' guys. It's ok....just make sure they don't pinch you too bad."

Baulken had his mouth full and cris had just put down the mug.
Cris was a bit surprised someone came over to them and asked for a plate. Many just went around them.

"Sure. He...here you go."

Cris handed a plate over.

"That's because a handsome man is better than a cute one."
He rubbed the back of his head as he smiled to his adoring crowd.
"Well you best pick out a cute one before I ruin all of the women's moods because I plan on kissing Cynthia."

Baulken was surprised a light elf was here. He had never seen one willingly hang out with their drow cousins.
He finished his piece of fruit as he straightened up and smoothed his beard.

"We dwarves are here because we live here along with the Drow. We are what you call demonic dwarves. We have just enough demon in us, that we get to live in this realm. Since we are strong and all knowing about rocks, the king of the drow Aeriolous personally invited us to start up residency here with his people in the mountain. As we help them make this mountain habitable, they feed and protect us, while enjoying our rambunctious charisma."