AYLETH
"I call upon the power of the Goddess of love to light your flesh," her mother intoned. Ayleth wanted to struggle but found herself helpless. Her mother was an adept, a magic wielder, but she'd never used it on Ayleth.
"Mother, what—!" she hissed.
But her mother's gaze only intensified. "I call upon the Goddess to bring you to life," she said.
Ayleth shook as intense heat poured from the Queen's hand and, as if it entered her blood and flowed through her, flames and thrill soaked her entire being—but in the same moment a core of fire concentrated at the apex of her thighs. As Ayleth tried to struggle, to escape her mother's grip, those flames licked their way up her skin, and inside her, lighting new fires in her blood and bones as they went, crawling upwards towards the heat now pouring down from her head and heart.
