Dreadfort Castle
POV of Domeric Bolton
Domeric got up from his bed groggily and wiped his eyes, the pleasant smell of lavender and jasmine registering in his senses as he gazed into the fairly dark room.
He looked beside him and noticed the half-covered form of the beautiful young woman he had bedded last night.
She still looked beautiful, and his manhood throbbed at the sight of her pale ass jutting out from the blanket.
He used Occlumency to control himself. He had work to do. Indulging himself every now and then is alright but there was much more to life than meaningless sex.
He thought about waking her up and sending her home but then decided to leave it be. It was still quite early in the morning, and he didn't want to ruin it for her.
Her… what was her name again? Something with Ka… it was just at the tip of his tongue as well. If he used Occlumency then with his eidetic memory he knew he would be able to remember but was there a point?
He shook his head and summoned his bottomless pouch to his side, took out 10 gold coins from it, and put it beside the table for her when she woke up.
He gazed at the beautiful heart-shaped face once again, remembering how she moaned and writhed below him, even if a legilimency probe had told him that she was mainly doing it to impress him.
He had then used the same legilimency to find her sweet spots, taking her to orgasm three times before he finally came inside her velvety folds.
Thankfully he had cast a charm on himself for such an occasion so that he wouldn't get her pregnant. Gods! He didn't want the responsibility of a child for now or any time soon.
He took a quick shower and put on some clothes and then with a tug and a twist, he was inside his underground base once again.
The luminescent nodes of light became brighter upon his arrival, illuminating every inch of the room.
He shook his head from the slight disorientation. He never quite got the hang of magical travel even after all these years, even if it became more tolerable.
Normally Dobby would have already appeared and asked him if he needed anything, but Domeric gave him a mission about finding different kinds of animals that he needed for experiments and finally for the ritual.
So, Dobby mostly was outside, looking for animals that meet Domeric's criteria. He would bring them to this underground if possible and if it wasn't possible he would tell Domeric their location. Domeric would then send some of his men to capture or buy these animals, depending on the situation.
He blinked his eyes and looked at the books and notes laid on the large table. Just as he left them.
He sat down on the chair and looked at all his notes with a careful eye once again.
He was close. He knew it. There was just… something missing.
A wardstone powerful enough to sustain the pressure of the powerful spiritual magic coming out from 143 sacrifices, 13 different kinds of animals and beasts, 11 of each.
The only wardstone he had that was so powerful was the one that was embedded in the chest of the Runic Valyrian Armor.
Except that he didn't know how to take it out without harming the armor. The armor was such a precious magical artifact. He had only read and understood half of the magical runes it was covered with, and it was already beyond any armor he had seen back on Earth.
No, he would rather eat his own fingers than destroy the armor.
He had tried using more than one wardstone to power this ritual. 3 Wardstones. 7 Wardstones. Nothing worked.
He continued to work on it for the next few hours. He was always very motivated in the morning, the reason why he had come here so early in the first place.
But still… there was no success in sight.
After a few hours of no progress, he let out a defeated sigh and plopped down on the chair, looking around at his library as if hoping that the answer would jump out at him. What a silly notion.
Then his eyes went past the section of the bookcase holding the tomes about Dragon Eggs and his body jolted awake as he realized something.
He was still skeptical about this new idea of his, but it didn't hurt to try.
He left the library and went to his treasury room where he could see hundreds of dragon eggs he had discarded because of them being dead.
A dragon was more magically powerful than any other being in the world. In fact, if the magical tomes about them were to be believed, they were so magically powerful that wherever they went, they radiated magic around themselves in waves. Any archmage sitting on top of his bonded dragon was usually three to five times more powerful than he was on his own.
Perhaps they are the reason why Valyria was so filled with magic in the first place.
Oh… he was getting away from the topic.
He picked a black colored egg with purple lines and tried to pour his magic into it.
The petrified egg, soaked in his magic and devoured it as if it were an eternal abyss.
A huge grin broke out on his face as he felt his heart soar with success.
He nearly did a dance jig right there but composed himself even as the elation within his heart remained.
He knew that he was still not out of the waters yet. He still needed to find just how much energy could be channeled through a Dragon egg wardstone. But with this… he was much closer to his goal of completing the ritual.
And for now, he was happy.
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