The first to show his skills was Sveld, the Grand Mage of Water. From a single drop of water expanded a snarling aquatic dragon. Then, in a flash, it became a brilliant block of ice, frozen and twisting around the crowd.

The second was the Grand Mage of Fire, Avendus. From the mouth of the water dragon frozen in ice, a spark turned into a breath of flame that wrapped around the crowd. From the flame a circular torrent burned high into the sky. The crowd applauded as they watched the fire reach above to castle walls and disappear.

The third Grand Mage was Re'ard, and as he moved, a windstorm kicked up. Hand seals and magical power combined and the resulting force carried the nobles into the air. For a brief lucid moment everyone present could fly. Though what they all were really doing was gliding gently carried by the force of someone else's powers, they all felt an overwhelming joy as they were carried around in the winds.

Three more Grand Mages of wind joined in, and they all nodded to each other knowingly. Two Grand Mages created an updraft of warm air, and the other two created a smaller cold air in the upper atmosphere causing convection. From the forceful manipulation, sounds begin to cascade down and three other Grand Mages create a protective shield around the nobles. As the warm air undulated, the mages stir it into a more violent motion.

From the energies being manipulated, lightning clouds begin to form and come crashing down on the protective shield. The nobles gasp at first sight of the lightning, but then begin their ovation. The lightning continued to clash against the shield for another five minutes, before the clouds dissipated and the mages ended the shield. The nobles clapped excitedly, looking on to see what was next to happen.

Archus and three other Grand Mages begin to chant methodically, as the earth began to resonate. They performed hand signs in synchronization, and the ground shook with tremendous force. From the dirt beneath their feet, a platform began to raise while carrying all the nobles along with it. It started off slow but as the mages chanted it grew faster and faster. The platform lifted from ten feet to twenty, then thirty and finally forty feet. The platform towered over the castle walls by ten feet and the whole city could be seen beneath them. Below, thousands of humans could be seen running around frantically but they only appeared to be the size of ants.

Cold shivers ran down the body of the nobles as they looked over the edges. They noticed how far up they were but their brains could not register the danger. Some of the children danced along the edge while their parents looked on in horror. However their legs could not move as they were too afraid of falling. One of the children stepped too far to the edge and the earth crumbled beneath her step. Her giggles turned to squeals as she fell away from the edge, and before anyone had a chance to cast magic she plummeted towards the ground.

Willem stepped away from Kinsey and held out his hands as if he was carrying a sack of potatoes. Suddenly darkness engulfed the falling girl and she disappeared as she fell. She fell through the shroud of night and into the arms of Willem. Shyly, she nodded her head in thanks and he set her down, to which she ran to her Father's side. He bowed deeply and gratefully held his daughter in his hands. She wept gently, and he hugged her to reassure her that everything was going to be okay.

Solemnly the earth Grand Mages lowered the platform until the dust settled back into the earth. They bowed slightly, cupping their hands and apologizing to the crowd.

Four Grand Mages of each element joined hands in a circle and began to chant. Each one chanted different spells, but they sounded oddly harmonic. Fire, wind, earth and air. A spark of life from each spell transformed.

The earth Grand Mage made a ball of dirt in the middle of the formation and began to compact it until it was incredibly dense. The Water Mage splashed water on to the ball, twisting it along the earth ball and channeling his magical force to hold it in place.

The ball took its shape quickly and began to resemble what the humans understood to be of the world they currently lived in. The Wind Grand Mage created a small cloud that engulfed the ball of the world. The Grand Mage of Fire created volcanoes and cracks along the world representing the scars when the gods fell. The crowd of nobles gaped in awe of the beautiful world that was being created before their very eyes.

As the final act, Willem engulfed the entire world in darkness. From his hand, a miasma of black mist poured over the ball and covered it entirely in black. After the mist dispersed, there was nothing left but absolute silence.

Willem looked at the crowd and spoke softly, but the magic had reached his throat and seemed to explode out with force. "This world is engulfed by a darkness, these magical beings threaten our existence for no other reason than because they think us weak. For our survival, we need to fight."

Willem again released his darkness magic, forcing it up into the sky and the miniature world again exploded out from the darkness. However the world this time was not the size it was before, it was easily three or four times its previous size. Its mass had grown so big it felt as if it had its own gravitational pull. The weaker willed nobles could not help but want to walk forward and place their hands on the world, seizing it for themselves.

Quietly the world pushed further away and disappeared in the blackness of the night. The crowd gazed up at the stars, and quietly awaited the words of the King to round off this amazing night.

The king stepped forward, waving his hands to quiet the mass of people who had gathered to look upon him. His queen and children stood by his side.

"There are beings in this world that have tried for a long time to keep us silent. They have stripped us of our will, our dignity, and they have kept us chained. Now, from our latest intelligence, the King of these demons himself wants our blood for experimentation. We cannot save all the humans that still exist in the magical kingdom, but those who are here, we can protect them. We can fight, and we can win. With our Grand Mages, our army and our intelligence, we stand a chance of beating them. All nobles have bared witness to the strength of our mages, and we can only hope you will continue to support us in our endeavors."

The king ended his speech and began shaking hands with the nobles who walked up to him. Willem took this time to shake hands with the nobles who stepped forward to greet him. Once the nobles had gone, Willem shook hands with the Royal Family, took Kinsey hand in hand and disappeared into the darkness.

Inside Willem's Private Sanctum.

Willem finished the darkness transference spell and they both appeared within his Sanctum. Kinsey briskly walked over to the table and began to prepare some tea for her Master. Breathing deeply her hands shook a little knowing what was about to begin. She silently poured the hot tea into a cup, and placed the tea on the bed side table. Willem waited quietly before Kinsey understood that she was supposed to be undressing him. In the thousands of times she thought about how she would lose her virginity, this was not one of the scenarios.

Kinsey slowly approached Willem and began kissing his neck affectionately. All night, she had thought about what she would do to him once she got back. Willem silently let Kinsey do what she wanted to do, and she began to unbutton his robe. She twisted off his bracers, and removed his under cloth. He casually walked to the side of the bed and lifted the covers, slipping underneath. Kinsey dimmed the lights, and began undressing herself. She placed the jade bracelet and ruby ring on the side table and placed her naked body up against his own.

She had no time to clean up her body when she learned of what she would be doing that night, and therefore did not take care to shave or wash herself. Though the thought itself disgusted her, it did not even register in the mind of Willem.

He began by fondling her breasts, taking care to measure the temperature, weight, and size in proportion to his hand. It was just slightly bigger than what could fit at the tips of his fingers, and he could not help but take a mental note about their buoyancy. He gently caressed her nipples, watching as they began to peak. He felt her gentle skin, and it was incomparably soft. He would need to feel other textures in order to make an accurate comparison. He measured her reactions and the effects his roaming hands had on her body. She did not bother to resist in any way, and even began to pant and moan lightly.

Willem took this moment to move her hands along his body. This was the first time she had felt his body directly instead of through a linen cloth. The world began to slow as she reached ever so gently down from his pectorals to his abs, his flat stomach and then his phallus. She gently touched, stroked and fondled her way until she had a good grasp on what he seemed to enjoy or not enjoy.

Willem took note of the stimulus that his body reacted to more, and voiced to Kinsey what he enjoyed. She began to focus on those things, and eventually made her way beneath the covers drawing her lips towards his penis. She licked the tip, which became an odd yet enjoyable sensation to Willem. He had a severe lack of knowledge in this regards, he would need to do much more studying if he was to become proficient. She wrapped her lips around the tip, and as she motioned her head forward she felt a bit of resistance. Unknowingly, she had accidentally bit the tip of his penis from not opening her mouth big enough. The resulting pain made Willem flinch, and Kinsey apologized profusely.

Willem lifted her towards him, and instead replaced her position by burrowing beneath the covers. he inspected her 'lips' and touched them quizzically. He noted the fleshy texture, and ran his lips up and down to taste them. They had a distinct salty taste to them, which could only be contributed to the sweat she had accumulated from the events of the day. He did not particularly mind, and continued to pleasure her, noting what she seemed to like and what she did not. He casted an instantaneous warmth spell centered on her pelvic area and she began to moan excessively.

In that moment, Kinsey's mind went into overdrive. She needed Willem to be inside her, and she reached for his head. She positioned Willem in the only position she knew, the missionary position, and placed his penis gently inside her.

There was some resistance, and a lot of pain, but she endured it as best as she could when Willem thrusted inside. Her grip and raised heartbeat denoted to Willem that she was intense physical pain, and he gave her a mild sedative from a vial he had unintentionally made to ease the ache of losing her virginity. Her body relaxed, and after some time had passed she told him it was okay to move.

Noting that her heart had began to beat regularly again, he started thrusting against her. She made no attempts to resist, and from her quickening heartbeat Willem could tell she was beginning to enjoy it. He tested out various positions, tried going slow and deep and fast but shallow, and gathered a lot of data. For his first time having intercourse he could tell he had gained a lot of experience already. He did his best until his legs gave out, and then Kinsey got on top and began to ride him like a wild animal. After a few hours had passed, they had both climaxed twice and had no strength to continue.

Kinsey attempted to get up but could find no strength in her legs. Willem pulled her back into bed and she rested her head against his neck. They fell asleep in each others arms. Willem noted that this was her preferred way to rest after coitus.