Back in the lobby of the mage association, Sammie clung to Ray's arm as they walked. They followed the well-dressed elf to the V.I.P. teller. The Director was having a care package prepared for Ray’s journey.  

Ray looked down at Sammie’s face. She had a sad distant look in eyes, deep in thought like she was making a painful decision. While they waited for Lilith’s gift, Ray touched her cheek.  

“What’s on your mind princess?” 

Sammie grimaced. “I’m not a princess. The king is my uncle, not my father, no matter how he acts.” 

Her words carried a hint of disdain. Ray stayed silent, allowing her space to continue. 

“Great Sage. I have been training my whole life for the role. It is all I have ever wanted until…” she trailed off.   

“Until?” 

Sammie looked up, tears threatening to pool in her eyes. 

“Until you. Ever since you showed up, I have been daydreaming of travel and epic adventure, seeing the world outside of the kingdom. 

Now my dream of following in my father’s footsteps feels more like a burden. The weight of responsibility, anchoring me to this place.” 

Raymond nodded knowingly. “The age-old dilemma of what you want to do versus what you have to do.” 

Sammie nodded sadly. Ray continued. 

“Keep your head up princess. Right now, the kingdom needs you. They are asking you to lead. But once this crisis is over, I'm sure you’ll have much more free time. We can see the world then.”  

Sammie looked up at Ray, a small smile crossing her face.

 “I’ll hold you to that, hero. I won't forgive you if you die on me.”    

Ray leaned in to kiss her but was interrupted by the well-dressed elf.  

“I beg your pardon, Sir Raymond, but I have been instructed to provide you with a room for the evening. 

The Director wants you to be well rested before you start your journey in the morning. Your package will be delivered there within the hour.” 

Ray took the key and inclined his head politely. “Thank you, I didn't catch your name earlier.” 

“I am called Jeeves; I am the head concierge for the mage association. If you need anything, please feel free to let myself or my staff know.” 

Jeeves showed the pair to Ray’s room at the association. He informed them dinner would be served at the top of the hour before leaving Ray and Sammie to themselves.  

Ray looked around the room, pleasantly surprised. It was just as luxurious as anything he had seen on earth. 

A soft, pillowy bed, lush carpets, silky window coverings, the room was the picture of comfort.  

Impressed, he turned slowly taking in the room. When he finally turned back to find Sammie, he saw hers stretched out on the bed, completely naked.  

The two spent the next hour exploring and worshiping each other's bodies. They touched and tasted each other in rapt ecstasy. 

Whines, moans and groans filled the room, a chorus of pleasure. Repeatedly, they brought each other to the brink only to pull back, their tantric teasing relentless. 

When he finally entered her, it was a loud, feverish affair. Sweat dripped and cries echoed, their bodies made lewd lustful noises as they slammed together. 

When finally, they reached their climax, it was together, and it was explosive. After the two laid in each other's arms shivering, spent, and satisfied. 

A few moments after they finished there was a soft tapping at the door. 

Ray grabbed a towel from the bathroom before answering. A short, slim, red-faced elf was waiting there next to a cart. 

When Ray greeted the young man, he refused to look anywhere near ray. The elf just pushed the cart into the room. 

“Dinner, and your um, package.” 

Ray grinned and tipped the man a gold coin. He guessed the poor guy had been standing outside waiting for their lewd noise to stop, not wanting to interrupt. 

Raymond chuckled as the young man walked off quickly, still red in the face.  

Samantha leaned on Ray’s shoulder as they shared a hearty stew and went through the magical bag Lilith had sent. 

There were five of each, heath, mana, and body enhancement potions. There was a large parcel of meat jerky, a large loaf of bread and two canteens of water. 

Lastly, there was a book containing several spells, including one for defense, purifying, and dispelling illusion. 

Ray used “Analyzing Eye” on the book and to his surprise, it not only informed him the book was “priceless”, but it also loaded all the spells in the book to his memory. 

“Congratulations” The Voice chimed in his head.  

“Your proficiency with Analyzing Eye has increased. The skill will now provide more detailed information.” 

 “You have found the Basic Grimoire of the High Mage; you have been granted all of its spells.”  

“Congratulations, through coitus with a magical individual, you have granted basic life magic. You may now heal others through touch, and your own superficial wounds will heal automatically.” 

Ray smiled, listening to the Voice while Sammie raved about how great of a boon the book was. He stroked her hair gently as she flipped through the pages, eyes bright like a kid with a picture book.  

“On the Great Dragon I wish I could be going with you!” she exclaimed, holding the book to her bare chest. 

Ray just smiled as he wrapped an arm around her. Sammie smirked playfully as she climbed on to Ray’s lap. She pushed him to the bed and lay on his chest, cuddling into his warm embrace.  

They fell asleep holding each other, warm and comfortable. As he slept, Ray saw in his dream that he needed to head south to the Beastkin Kingdom.  

In the morning, Ray woke to the sensation of Sammie’s warm mouth around his morning wood. his soft moan caught her attention, and she gave him a shy smile. 

“Good morning. I hope you don't mind. It’ll probably be a long time before I see you again.” 

Ray chuckled, “No complaints here.”  

Sammie smiled and bit her lip as she climbed on top of Ray. He rubbed her soft, thick thighs as she slowly slid down his member. She rode him slowly while his hands kneaded her gorgeous breast.  

After several minutes of ecstasy, she laid on his chest kissing him deeply as they climaxed together.    

A single tear rolled down her face as she whispered, barely audible.  

“You better come back to me.”