Game of Thrones: Lord of the Seven Seas

Damian smiled at Lily's words, a smile that held gratitude. It was through the Pixie's Mark that he could change his size with such ease. Without it, the spell would be beyond his reach. Yet, Damian's mind worked tirelessly, always seeking deeper understanding. He believed that by dissecting the nuances of the spell with his Arcane Insight, he might one day recreate it without the constraints of the mark. The path to such mastery lay in the ancient runes.

In his possession was the tome "Arcane Glyphs: A Guide to Runic Mastery," a reward that now seemed more precious than ever. The book's contents were etched into his memory, each rune and its myriad functions waiting to be unlocked. He knew that to truly master these spells, he would need to devote time to their study, time that was precious and scarce.

Yet, the urgency of his quest could not be overstated. The Iron Islands were a land of harsh winds and even harsher soil, where the very earth seemed to resist the efforts of men. The Magic Spell-Book of Fertility, another gift in his arsenal, held the promise of transforming this rugged landscape into one of bounty. He had spent what little free time he had poring over its contents, determined to master its secrets.

"Let's see what I can do with your water-controlling ability," Damian said to Lily, his voice tinged with curiosity and determination.

Lily watched intently, her wings fluttering lightly as she observed his preparations. With the Pixie's Mark thrumming on his forearm, Damian focused on the pitcher of water before him. The room grew still, the very air seeming to hold its breath as he began his experiment.

He extended his hand, feeling the connection between his will and the elemental force of water. The runes inscribed on his skin glowed faintly, channeling the pixie's magic through him. The water in the pitcher responded, rippling gently at first, then swirling in a slow, controlled vortex.

Encouraged by this initial success, Damian pressed on. He concentrated harder, guiding the water to rise from the pitcher in a slender, undulating stream. It hovered in the air, shimmering in the dim light of the chamber, before twisting into intricate shapes at his command.

Damian felt a cool thrill watching himself manipulate water. Though he had performed magic before, there was something different about bending an element to his will. He felt like a bender from the Avatar series, who could command the forces of nature with a mere thought. It was as if he had tapped into a primordial power, ancient and boundless.

The water obeyed him, a fluid extension of his will. He could sense its every movement, every ripple and surge, as if it were a part of him. With a subtle gesture, he wove the stream into intricate patterns, forming delicate shapes that danced in the air before dissolving back into the pitcher. 

Yet, once again, the limits of the Pixie's Mark became evident. Despite his considerable mana reserves, Damian found that he could at best control the water to perform simple tricks, such as splashing it in someone's face with no significant force.

He watched the liquid settle back into the pitcher, a mix of frustration and determination brewing within him. The potential was there, tantalizingly close, but the limitations imposed by the mark held him back from fully realizing it.

Still, the experience of manipulating water had given him invaluable insights. He understood its flow, its resistance, and its nature. With time and practice, he believed he could transcend these limitations. If he could master the intricacies of water manipulation, perhaps he could devise his own spell, free from the constraints of the Pixie's Mark, and make it as lethal as it was beautiful.

"There's potential here," Damian mused aloud, his voice thoughtful. "Even with the limitations, this is a step forward. With more practice, I might be able to develop my own techniques, something stronger, more effective."

"My Lord, if you are done playing with the mark, could we have another round, please?" Lily hovered in front of Damian, her wings a blur of motion, her eyes alight with a playful, lustful expression as she noticed he had finally finished familiarizing himself with the Pixie's Mark.

Damian then watched her eagerly using the size-changing spell to increase her size, her eyes sparkling with anticipation as she looked at him.

Seeing that the night was still young and there was time before dinner, Damian accepted Lily's enthusiasm and went along for another round of intimacy with the pixie. He cast the Morphorion spell on himself, growing to match her new height, and the two of them embraced passionately.

This time, Damian took his time, exploring every inch of Lily's transformed body. He enjoyed pounding the buxom pixie from behind, using both her holes, her moans of pleasure echoing through the chamber. The sensation was intoxicating, her tightness and warmth driving him to new heights of ecstasy.

For an hour, they lost themselves in each other, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. Lily's wings fluttered wildly, her gasps and cries spurring Damian on. As their passion reached its peak, Damian felt the familiar surge of release building within him.

With a final, powerful thrust, he released inside her, filling her arse with his seed just as the guard's call for dinner echoed through the hall. Both of them collapsed onto the couch in the solar, spent but satisfied.

Damian smiled, gently stroking her hair, "Now, we must get ready for dinner."

Lily nodded a mischievous glint in her eye. "Of course, my lord. But promise me, there will be more nights like this."

Damian chuckled, giving her a playful kiss. "I promise, Lily. Now, let's not keep the others waiting."

With that Damian got himself cleaned with the water spell and fully clothed before heading to the Great Hall where his retainers waited for him.

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