Privilege 4
Reila didn't really know what her brother spent most of his days doing. As a son, he had no right to the throne, a fact that hadn't prevented ambitious princes in the past from trying. She probably should keep closer tabs on him, but he spent far too...
Privilege 3
Liquid sunlight coursed through Reila's veins when she woke, a limitless wealth of warm power to unleash upon the world. At some point during the night, Aesa had crept closer, though remained more than an arm's length away. Bloodshot blue eyes stared...
Privilege 2
Reila paced back and forth within her luxurious bedchambers. Several days of her mother's fury exhausted everyone in the palace, but her most of all. Today, she wore no illusion, not even subtle changes to accentuate her natural features. She had...
Scale and Fetters - Ch 2
Laisc lay despondent in his comfortable nest of blankets. A sickly cocktail of anxiety, embarrassment, and arousal mired his racing thoughts. The longer he lay there analyzing every possible misstep or awkward word that came out of his mouth, the...
Privilege 1
Reila stalked the cramped and unfamiliar halls used by servants of the palace. A few days ago, she didn't know this place existed. Frustration fueled her restless wandering, the need to hunt. Something had worked her mother into a...
Clawed
Sorchal enjoyed his leisurely stroll through the Gryphon Matriarch's palace, the stone floor underfoot slightly rough, just enough to give his claws a bit of purchase unlike smooth polished stone. Large windows lined the entire hall, wide enough to not...
A Place of Learning
Maris walked down the silent residence hall of the Dormund Priory, her slippers barely a rasp on the smooth stone. It wasn't so late, but she encountered few others on her short trip through the residential quarters before stopping outside a plain but...
Scale and Fetters - Ch 1
Laisc curled himself around a plain leather-bound book in the middle of the floor of his quarters, dark red scales like a pool of blood spreading across the smooth stones. The shelves around the walls held real books, their spines painted in...
Illusions of Grandeur - Chapter 3
A truly incomprehensible number of people milled about the city, and the closer Lace drew towards the river and its large dock, the harder it became to navigate undetected. The illusion that kept her hidden from view would not prevent someone...
Illusions of Grandeur - Chapter 2
Lace woke feeling stiff but wonderfully well rested. Late morning sunlight shone through the windows into Serperior's main room, and the peppery smell of something green left the air prickly fresh. Serperior worked at a large table set against...
Illusions of Grandeur - Chapter 1
Lace tried to relax, to let the familiar fog of Salazzle's scent suppress her thoughts. Even the enthusiastic efforts of one of Salazzle's harem, a small amorous lizard with its snout buried between her thighs, left her more anxious than...
Illusions of Grandeur - Chapter 4
Lace woke with the first hint of dawn, a soft golden glow infusing the curtains drawn across the window. Verdance curled tightly around her in his sleep, the pale green scales covering his head tucked comfortably beneath her chin. His slow...