The warm water enveloped Kael's body like a cloak of relief. Steam rose slowly, filling the room with the gentle scent of herbs and lunar oils. For the first time in months, he allowed himself to completely relax.

His body, marked by the exhaustion of battles and journeys, sank into the black marble bathtub. His mind, finally, gave way.

Without realizing it, he fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, the steam still danced around him—but something had changed. The atmosphere was imbued with a distinct, dense, and familiar energy.

"Sleeping inside a circle of purification... bold even for you," said a soft voice, laden with irony and power.

Kael slowly turned his face.

Sitting on the edge of the bathtub, wrapped in a dark silk cloak that reflected the candlelight, was Eleonor Scarlet, the Queen of Witches. Her loose hair cascaded down her shoulders like a black waterfall, and her crimson gaze observed him with an almost maternal serenity.

"I thought you needed a little more than just physical rest," she continued, tracing a runic symbol in the air with a gesture that made the water shimmer. "Now your body and your mana are balanced again."

Kael blinked a few times, trying to understand what was happening.

"You... helped me while I was sleeping?"

"Of course," she replied simply. "That kind of exhaustion isn't cured by sleep alone. It's the weight of the Scarlet blood. And only someone of the same blood can alleviate it."

He was silent for a moment, feeling the energy around him stabilize. The water felt lighter, the pain in his muscles had disappeared.

"Do you always enter places without warning?" he asked, half-serious, half-teasing.

Eleonor smiled wryly. "Whenever it's to take care of someone I love."

Kael looked away, unable to sustain her gaze for long. It was rare to see her like this—without the mantle of sovereignty, simply as a woman who carried centuries of history and, yet, a human touch.

"You know…," she said after a while, looking at the reflection in the water, "your mother used to come here when she was young. She also slept from exhaustion in the baths. It seems you inherited more than just strength from each other."

Kael took a deep breath, allowing himself a rare smile. "I guess it runs in the family."

Eleonor stood up, her dark cloak gliding elegantly, and walked to the window. The moon reflected in her eyes like a distant beacon.

"Let's have some fun, shall we? I've missed this." She spoke playfully with a seductive smile that would destroy any nation with just her will.

Kael watched the reflection of the Witch Queen in the window, his gaze lingering on the curve of her hips. The black silk cloak hugged her body like a second skin, accentuating every curve and yet, providing boldness for his imagination.

"What kind of fun do you have in mind?" He inquired in a husky tone, sliding out of the bathtub and wrapping a cloth around his waist. Each movement was a mixture of confidence and seduction.

Eleonor turned, her eyes shining with an inner fire. She took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Kael could feel the heat radiating from her body, her sweet, musky scent enveloping him like a mist.

"Perhaps we should return the favor," she murmured, her voice low and inviting. "After all, you graced me with such a magnificent sight."

Her fingers traced the outline of Kael's chest, slowly descending down his abdomen to the waist of the cloth covering him. Kael tensed, a shiver of anticipation running through his body. Her touch was so light that it barely touched him, and yet, it left a mark of warmth on his skin. He leaned forward, his lips brushing her ear. "I'd love to return the favor," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "But first, I need to know: what's the punishment for a thief like me?"

Eleanor laughed, a low, seductive sound. "A thief? And what did you steal, my handsome thief?"

Kael gave a seductive smile, looking deeply into her eyes. "Your... attention. I don't think there's a worse punishment than that."

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing in a rhythm as old as time. Eleanor's hands moved to Kael's shoulders, her nails digging into his skin with a mixture of pain and pleasure. He pulled her closer, feeling the pressure of her breasts against his chest.

They sank to the floor, the silk robe falling away to reveal Eleonor's naked skin. Kael traced her body with light kisses, pausing at her lap to explore every inch with his tongue. Eleonor's hands held his head, guiding him to the exact spot where she wanted him.

Kael needed no further encouragement. He slid his fingers inside her, feeling her wet warmth. Eleonor's moans of pleasure filled the room, urging him to go deeper and faster. He eased the pressure on her clitoris with his mouth, alternating between licking and sucking.

Eleonor's moans grew louder and sharper, her body trembling under Kael's touch. She gripped his hair tightly, her hips moving to meet Kael's.

"Kael... Kael..." She breathed his name in ecstasy, her body tensing and then dissolving in a wave of pleasure.

Kael moved up her body, pausing to kiss her breasts before reaching her lips. He kissed her passionately, conveying all his hunger and desire.

Their bodies joined in a single movement, united in an ancient dance of pleasure and passion. Their bodies moved in harmony, finding each other in a perfect rhythm.

Kael could feel the heat rising in his body, each thrust sending waves of pleasure through his spine. His movements became faster and harder, he could feel his own climax approaching.

Eleonor wrapped her legs around Kael's waist, pulling him closer. Her moans of pleasure grew louder, urging him to go deeper and faster.

Kael lost himself in the sounds and sensations, his body moving instinctively. With one final thrust, he reached his climax, his entire body trembling with pleasure.

They slowly came down, breathless and sweaty. Kael rolled to the side, pulling Eleonor to his chest. They lay there for a long time, listening to the sound of their own breathing.

Finally, Eleonor lifted her head and smiled at Kael.

"How about a few more rounds... my little grandson?" she suggested with a seductive smile. Kael smiled back, kissing her passionately. Their bodies joined again, the desire between them burning like a flame.

They moved together, their hands exploring every inch of each other. Moans of pleasure filled the room, the sound of the ocean waves mixing with their heavy breathing.

Kael lost himself in the sounds and sensations, his body moving instinctively. With one last thrust, he reached his climax, his entire body trembling with pleasure.

They slowly came down, breathless and sweaty. Kael rolled to the side, pulling Eleonor to his chest. They lay there for a long time, listening to the sound of their own breathing.

Finally, Eleonor lifted her head and smiled at Kael. "You're a special boy, you know that?" she teased.

Kael gave a sideways smile. "Special enough to want more?"

She chuckled, kissing him softly on the lips. "Special enough to drive me crazy with lust."

Kael gave a mischievous smile, moving closer to her.

"Maybe we can do it again. I just need a little time to regain my strength."

She gave a seductive smile. "I know a way to get you ready in no time."

Kael looked at her curiously. "And what way is that?"

She moved closer, sitting on his lap. Kael could feel the pressure of her hips against his, his penis already hard again.

"First, I'm going to suck you until you're ready."

Kael held his breath, feeling his member throb with lust. "Then I'm going to sit on top of you and ride you until you come inside me."

Kael groaned, picturing the scene in his head.

"You'll see how much I like being ridden."

She moved forward, positioning her mouth over Kael's erect penis. Her warm, wet tongue began to caress the head, making him even harder. Kael let out a loud groan, throwing his head back. Eleonor's eyes gleamed with mischief, seeing the pleasure she was causing him. She continued to suck and lick Kael's penis, making him more and more aroused.

"Now it's my turn," Kael teased.

Eleonor raised her eyebrows. "You want to go on top now?"

He nodded, with a mischievous look. "You drive me crazy, you know? I want you riding me until I can't take it anymore."

She smiled, climbing onto his lap. Kael let out a loud groan as he felt her wet entrance enveloping him.

"Ah... you're really turned on." She moved back and forth, letting his penis go in and out of her. Kael held her hips, helping her ride him. The movements became faster and more intense, the pleasure increasing with each thrust.

Kael watched her with eyes full of desire, watching her move on top of him. Eleonor threw her head back, her moans increasing as she approached orgasm.

"Kael... Kael... I'm going to cum..." She cried out, her internal muscles contracting around his penis. Kael gave one last thrust, reaching climax with her. Their entire bodies trembled with pleasure, the semen gushing inside her.

They stayed embraced for a moment, breathless and sweaty, feeling their bodies pulsate with the orgasm.

"That was... incredible," Kael breathed, still trying to catch his breath.

"I told you it was a different way to get you ready," she teased. Kael chuckled, kissing her tenderly.

"I think I'm seeing that there's much more to be explored between us." She smiled slyly.

"I like this naughty little grandson of mine."

Kael smiled back. "I like this libertine grandma too." They burst into laughter, embraced, feeling their hearts beat in unison. The moment was perfect, further sealing the bond between them.

"Now… how about you take me from behind?" Eleonor questioned.

"You're quite naughty, aren't you?" Kael said.