More Mysterious Magic
Copyright© 2026 by Gina Marie Wylie
Chapter 6: The Birthday Present
They made love again, before dressing for dinner. Ryndi normally ate with her father and brothers, sitting at the head table. Tessie’s place was a step behind Ryndi, but afterwards the maids and servants ate nearly as well as those they served. Unlike her father and brothers, she rarely tarried later, when there was entertainment of one sort or another.
After that, the two slept together. The next morning after a blissful night together, Tessie rapped Ryndi on her leg sharply.
“You aren’t concentrating. Yes, yesterday and last night were pleasant. But you are either serious about training or not. If you’re serious, you have to forget the nights and pay attention during the day.”
The only thing Ryndi didn’t like was that Tessie wouldn’t let her wash Tessie’s back, and the massage was just a massage until Tessie dried herself off.
Several months passed as they grew more comfortable with each other, and the training continued to expand.
The next big change was as much of a surprise as anything else. Ryndi was closing in on fifteen and sure that meant her father would soon kick the husband hunting into high gear. However, life had its surprises.
One night, her father drew her off to one side when she went to leave after dinner. This was an uncommon thing, something which virtually never happened. She was sure it had to do with her birthday.
“Your maid is a fine young woman.”
“Yes, she is very efficient in her duties.”
“And she has got you down from the trees at last,” her father joked.
Ryndi shrugged. She was sure Old Momma reported on her regularly, and those reports would have included Tessie and where Tessie spent her nights.
“Soon you will be fifteen. You have been cooped up in this castle for a long time.”
“I ride frequently, father.”
“I wish to raise a delicate subject,” he went on. Ryndi looked at him warily.
“I have a particular gift in mind for your birthday. It isn’t like something you would expect, but your brothers received such presents on their fifteenth birthdays, and you should too.”
Again Ryndi shrugged. “I know that occasionally the after-dinner entertainment isn’t suitable for a young woman.”
“Indeed. Men are easily stirred; it’s a weakness. Women, so I’ve heard, are often easily stirred as well. I have no desire to come between you and your maid. But on your birthday, I will have two comely women perform for us privately, after dinner. To put it bluntly, they will lie together before us, to stir us as we will.
“If you wish, one or both will join you later and entertain you and/or your maid as you wish.”
Ryndi’s jaw dropped.
“I have no idea what to say.”
“Such things are a once-in-a-lifetime gift, daughter. Soon you’ll have to fulfill your duties and responsibilities to your family, and after that is a lifetime of such duties. We will have the means to have pleasures denied to others, on occasion. It is private, discreet, and never to be talked about outside the family, and not often even amongst ourselves.
“Think about it; talk to your maid if you wish.”
Ryndi was deep in thought when Tessie returned after her meal. Tessie was anxious. “Your father had something to say to you? Was it about me?”
“Yes and no. He isn’t unhappy with you or me. Tessie, we’ve been together for months. You’ve never once told me about how you feel about me, and I haven’t said how I feel about you. There have been no endearments.”
“Ryndi, it isn’t possible for two people to lie together often and not come to feel something for each other — otherwise, they’d find someone else. But we have to be reasonable. We can’t marry. Even if we were free of duty, family, and the like, women can’t marry.
“We both have had other lovers before, me more than you. I told you the first day we were together that if Aileen were to walk through the door today, I’d want her. Again, I don’t want to offend you, but in little more than five years, my indenture ends. I want to see if I can find Aileen and then go further south. Lord, do I hate the snow and the cold! I have never tried to hide how I feel.
“That said, I love you.”
“And I love you. Which brings us to my father. He has offered to let us watch a private entertainment on my birthday. Two women pleasuring each other. Then, if I wish, one or both of them — they would come to my apartment where you and I could take our pleasure from them as well. He doesn’t want to cause trouble between us, so he left it for me to decide.”
“Then you should decide.”
“He said to talk it over with you.
“Tessie, I find the idea of watching two women pleasure each other strangely stirring. I never thought about it, but now that I do...” Her voice trailed away.
“Ryndi, as slaves, I told you that pleasure was rare, and we took what we could when we could. You have pointed out that while your ties are softer, they are no less firm than what we knew as slaves.
“Ryndi, many a night, Aileen and I would watch other of our sisters pleasure each other, to stir ourselves for later. Our sisters would watch us as we made love as well. There were nights when we were more than two of us to a bed.
“I would have no trouble with you lying with another woman, and I hope you would have no trouble with me doing the same. Then we can trade sweet lovemaking with each other and show each other any new tricks we picked up.”
“My father says that such things are rare, but they are done and done discreetly.”
“I imagine so. One thing, Ryndi. You don’t know much of the ways of the world, not really, but I imagine you know the name they have for women who sell themselves for money. And have no doubt — they might look willing, they might seem willing, they might seem as stirred as you. But they have been bought and paid for, and that payment includes a convincing performance that you are the greatest lover ever.
“If they are the least bit coarse, no, I don’t want them. If one is, the other is as well, just better able to hide it,” Tessie told her friend.
“You understand that those who perform at the king’s table aren’t likely to be coarse?”
“Then, we shall enjoy their ministrations for a night, pat them on their bottoms, and send them on their way. Then show each other what we’ve learned.”
“It is a pleasure working with you, Ryndi! You are a quick learner!”
There followed a most pleasant night, with the quality and fervor of their lovemaking higher than usual.
It seemed like just an eye blink, and it was Ryndi’s birthday. They had their shortest training period in months, baths, hair, and other fine-tuning done to them both by women in the palace who excelled in such things. No one thought it was the least bit odd that Ryndi’s maid was included in the preparations. Most ladies of the court had favorite maids, and this wasn’t the first such birthday celebration — although Ryndi didn’t think anyone knew exactly what sorts of presents would be given.
Just after sundown, the day of surprises commenced. Her father knocked on the door of her apartment. She had expected to be escorted to dinner by one of her brothers, usually her youngest brother, but this time it was her father. Almost at once, she noticed that his normal retinue was much smaller.
“May I come in, daughter?”
She gulped, nodded, glad that they’d spent the last two days straightening up. He turned to his guards, “Stay here for a minute, please.”
He came in and shut the door behind him. He bowed a bit to Ryndi, then a tiny head bob to Tessie. “Daughter, Tessie.”
“Father.”
“Your highness.”
“A word about tonight. While the entertainment is provided with you in mind, the last act is going to stir any man and most women. There will be other women at the table, and when things start to happen — well, I’m sure by now you know such things happen, and they will at the table.
“If you, at any time, feel uncomfortable, stand, smile, and leave without comment. At the end, you can ask for one or both of the women to come to you, and they can stay the night. Do not be tempted to offer them anything but affection — this has all been arranged.
“This is private family entertainment. It is never to be discussed — anywhere other than at private family entertainment. Tessie, you will sit with my daughter tonight and not stand. How you comport yourselves when the private entertainment starts is your business. Just as I and your brothers won’t talk about you, we expect the same from you. You don’t see anything, you don’t see who is with who, and you will never mention who isn’t present either. This is private.
“You may get the impression that we are debauched. Some would certainly agree. We live public lives constrained in all that we do — I can’t even scratch myself on my own schedule. What we do in private is not constrained by our public lives — to which I say, if people don’t like it, tough.
“Are you both agreed?”
Ryndi and Tessie chorused agreement.
“What will happen is that first there will be a presentation of presents. This will be your first formal birthday, and you will find there will be a lot of presents from all sorts of people. Oh, and ah, and talk a lot about how nice they are. I will provide two other maids to you for the next few days to send thank-yous to everyone. You will have to sign each and every one. It is going to take some time.
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