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    “Thy seeding comes indeed, my Lady!” I cried.
    I gave another thrust which unsealed the fountain of my glans, and then another which planted the gushing sperm in the midst of her loins.
    She held my face between her hands and gazed entranced with her eyes … While I held my cock deep, and the life-giving fluid dashed against her womb, spurt after spurt pumping deep into her tiny body to fill her completely.
    The spasms of the seeding seemed to last for an eternity, wracking my body, paralyzing me with shaking pleasure as the deepest male instinct worked to pump every last drop of life essence out of me—and into this fragile female vessel.
    She melted while she gazed into my eyes, and put up her lips for the first and only real kiss she exchanged with me.
    Our lips were glued together till the last drop trickled from my crest, and the thrilling rapture slowly faded … and left me nearly lifeless in her arms.
    The seed which she had milked from me could hardly fail to quicken in her womb … She stared deeply into my face, as if wanting to stamp the offspring with my features.
    We lay perfectly still for a long time; then the door opened and the old lady called me.
    I got up to see what she wanted.
    “You must go NOW,” she said. I told her I could not bear to leave my charming Lady just now …
    “You will undo what I hope you have done if you stay longer!” Then she whispered, “I do not wish to startle her, but there is danger of discovery. Lie perfectly still on your back, darling,” she added to the lady in bed, “and it will be a fine boy. And a sorcerer, I do not doubt!”
    I dressed and stepped to the bedside. The sheet was drawn; her pale, sweat-drenched forehead alone was visible.
    I kissed it and withdrew. The old lady soon followed me and put a ring into my hand as she dismissed me hastily from the front door. “She begs you to accept it in token of her respect. That is ALL she gives you, sir. Her love is for her husband.”
    I should not have accepted it if I had seen, as I did on reaching home, that it was a diamond worth thousands of Gessae. On the inside of the ring were engraved the words, IN HONOR…
    Alas, I left the city, as had been expected, on the first morning coach.
    Before proceeding far, however, we met with an accident involving a fallen log and a broken wheel on the coach. No one was injured, but we would have to wait for the afternoon coach.
    I hitched a ride on a market-wagon and rode back to the city rather than kick my heels on the country road where the coach had broken down.
    As we approached the main street we could not cross. We had to pause, to allow the cortege of the sovereign, the Mage-King, to pass. By his side was sitting his fair and esteemed wife.
    It was the lady with whom I had lain the night before!
    She must have supposed me far along on my journey, or she would not have left the seclusion of her palace. She rode on display in front of her subjects, unconscious of the presence of the man whose seed was even then germinating in her womb!
    It has been six months since then…
    The news-scrolls which we received at port a few days ago announce that there is great rejoicing in a certain capital city. The wife of the Kyssan sovereign is in an interesting condition…
    I felt myself tearing up a little at the news, but told myself that it was only pride I was feeling, the tears due to joy in my … accomplishment.
    Respectful of my Lady’s position, I never visited Kyssan lands again … Though her pale face and form would haunt my memories for years to come.