I slowly wake to the gentle thrumming of my 'Attending'. Most morning the fairies and pixies that care for my household are usually filled with the joy of a new day. Like most Fae they view each new day as another adventure to enjoy. Life with the Fae has been an adventure for the last 364 days, but today they know I'm leaving them for a little while.

Every time I do this, the last day is one of unhappy good-byes. I celebrate their loss with a feast. Emptying my larder, all Fae near and far come to share in the bounty of my home. Yes, I own a large amount of property here in Scots Land and all around the world. Most of it I hold to protect the old places the Fae still inhabit. But others, to avoid the prying eyes of the human world.

Ignoring the impatience of the little ones, I muse through the changes to my life after leaving my beloved Eva. The rush to leave her territory was the first of many events, new bank accounts, the buying of my first isolated sanctuary, the beginnings of the magical changes to mind and body, the selling of Eva's legacy, a new identity for the new youthful me, my first meeting with the Queen Mother, the 'chosen' each specifically selected to tempt me with their beauty... dryads, nymphs, and even a selkie. All wielding Fae powers designed to enchant the unwary male. Luckily, they only got a single day to loosen their feminine charms upon me. Like Eva they each gave me their gifts in exchange for mine.

And now today that journey is over, my obligations are complete. I've learned to use my magical gifts as best I can, but the Queen Mother for all her plotting and scheming forgot one important thing... My human side had powers long forgotten, too! Older than even the magical powers of the Fae. When humans possessed magic like the Fae, different, not from the Earth Mother, but understanding of space and time. They still exist buried deep... the 'ley lines' of power, the connecting pathways to many places.

Unable to wait any longer, my 'first' (Flaming Star) among this tribe of pixies zooms down to remind me that everyone is hungry, and waiting for me to get up. I like to irritate them from time to time just for the fun of it.

Opening my eyes, she's there hovering impatiently in all her teenage glory. Behind her on the mantle, and up on the old pine beams are the rest of them. A hungry looking lot, they are quite excited for breakfast to begin.

Throwing back the thick handmade quilt, I look up at the willow thatching, and bare pine wood beams above my head. Over in the fireplace, a nice fire burns brightly; two large lake trout cooking on fresh green willow spit, smell divinely done.

Of course we would be having trout for breakfast... My Fae 'Attendees' love trout. They believe in a fair split... one trout for the Prince and one for them.

I sit up and sling my legs over the side of the massive oak bed. Standing I walk with appropriate slowness to the head of the table. Looking around there is fresh goat cheese, hard bread, several types of fresh berries, unpasteurized cream, butter, a small bottle of homemade jam, fresh milk, a steaming pot of tea, and several bricks of honeycomb... all in all, a feast set for a king.

Sitting down, I nod my head toward the elderly cook, who takes to the air to supervise the serving of the trout. Soon about a dozen pixies bring the two trout to the table. They are laid out on a large silver platter covered in locally grown loose leaf lettuce. Removing the willow spits, the assembled group waits for me to select my trout.

I'm not sure what the fairy cooks do to the fish, but it is always 'melt in your mouth tender', with just the right amount of seasoning. One of the things I like to do when I'm here is catch a few trout out of the lake. My pixie friends are always around helping me when they can. I reel the fish into the shallows close to shore and they take care of the rest. All I have to do is refrigerate the fish when I get back to the little cottage.

There's no electricity out this far so I keep a little food and drink in a couple of coolers I bought. A couple of small spells later, and I'm good to go for a few days.

After the house staff eats breakfast, I open the doors and window for everyone else about to come in and finish things off. Today is like any other day I'm here, and they flock into the house young and old to take care of the leftovers.

Since today is my last day in Scots Land for a little while, I drive into town, and talk to my friends. I need to warn them about the horde of hungry pixies and fairies I'll let loose on the countryside. Many vegetable gardens will take a hit over the next few days. The town folk are quite tolerant. They know I'm good for the damages. A quick trip to the bank and all is good. It usually takes the little folk a couple of days to disperse back to their normal territories.

As I get into my old 'Land Rover' most of my usual guests have left to be about their own business. My guards, however, are all hanging on for our usual bumpy ride across the moors and surrounding countryside.

I get to town fairly quickly and start in on my last minute arrangements. Making a few calls, and going to the bank to pay a few bills. I also get them to update our charitable transfers. I get a great many donations from the other Fae helping me to fund some of my projects around the world. There are lots of Fae that have found ways to blend in with humanity. Hold down good jobs and take care of their families in a world that does believe in them. Most of our money is used to buy and protect natural sites from being damaged or destroyed. A little goes to support the Fae who have a hard time surviving in our modern world. None of the money goes to me, or the others who help.

Wrapping things up in town. I say my good-byes and head back into the mountains. It's almost feast time, and one last walk up the mountain to meet with the 'Queen Mother'.

Our ride back is just as bumpy and pleasant as our ride in. My pixie friends like to squeal when I hit a bump too hard, or go too fast down the frequent inclines. But this is all part of the fun of having them about. Yes, I do shoo them away from time to time, but only when I need a bit of peace and quiet.

Back at the cottage, it's time for the final preparation for the feast. Mostly it's me, carrying the coolers out near the lake, so the food can be laid out for the good-bye feast. We use a rock outcropping for our outdoor table. Plenty of space, it's near the lake so the kids can play in the shallows, lots of rocks for tables and chairs. Even a few places for the teenagers to hide out and do a bit of touchy-feely. It only takes the house pixies and fairies about fifteen minutes to get things ready.

As everyone gathers around the food, I'm escorted into the center to sit at a table like rock with the different family elders. I brought a bottle of one of the local brews, which I share with the elders. Toasting to each other's health and prosperity, the feast begins. Those who have not eaten today, are allowed to go first. Children and women in front, followed by the men. Surprisingly, there is not as much chaos as our usual breakfast.

The elders soon excuse themselves to go eat, while I fill their little hollowed out acorn cups. Several of my attendees brought me a small plate of cheese and bread. Having already eaten, I save most of the food for the gathered masses.

The feast is going well, when the kids come tearing out of the water at one point. Several powerful ripples coming from the center of the lake have caused their hurried exit. After the waves disperse, they're back in the water in a matter of moments.

One of the fairies elders looking up at me says politely, “The old one is awake today! Should we ask the children to stop making so much noise?” he asks, mildly concerned.

Smiling, I look out for the thousandth time to enjoy the mirror-like surface of the small lake. The mountains and sky reflected in all their majestic splendor.

“No... they are not bothering her. She just grows impatient with me. My time is near and she has waited a long time for another to come!” I reply, sadly.

The elder, smiling, raises his cup to me along with the others, “You will do fine my Prince!”

Smiling at them, I raise my bottle to yet another toast. Filling their cups again, we sit there gazing at the happy well fed Fae about us.

With the feast continuing, I say my final good-byes. With 'Star' perched on my shoulder, I start the long climb up the mountain to meet with the 'Queen Mother'. Today I must choose my queen, and claim her within twenty-four hours. She is confident that my choice will be one of the 'chosen' from nearby England, Holland, or Germany. She is quite pleased that her scheming has brought my power within her reach. That her reign will last far into the future. The old way never changes... never improving, just more misery for the Fae.

As Star and I follow the small stream that feeds the lake, we soon get to the base of the waterfall. The 'Queen Mother' lives above in an old grove of Scottish pines.

Here is where I must leave 'Flaming Star'... She seems a bit antsy today. I think she's interested in a certain young man, and would like to return to the feast.

Leaving my shoulder she hovers in front of me, “I'll return soon! Make sure to post your scouts above starting tomorrow morning. She won't be able to harm them.” pausing for a moment, “Thank you 'Star' for your loyal service... thank the others again! Now go see that young man. Tell him to behave himself, or I'll pull his wings off!” I warn playfully.

Smiling broadly, she zips up to give me a quick peck on the cheek, before dropping off the mountain with the speed of a hunting falcon.

Alone, I sit down on a nearby rock. Looking out over this place of serine tranquility, I enjoy the simplest of joys... some alone time surrounded by the natural beauty of this place. The noisy water falling upon the rocks, the miniature rainbow gleaming brightly in the mist, the sun playing peek-a-boo with the fluffy clouds, the sun sparkling on the lake below, the highlands all around... perfection.

But this is not my home. Eva's large yellow eyes suddenly cloud my vision... my heart is calling me far away, it beats high in the branches of an old juniper tree in the southwestern, United States. She's probably flown high enough to have a look at the empty parking lot at the trailhead. I'm not there... I should be there, but I'm not. I have to do it this way, to fool the 'Queen Mother'. I'm about to assume the mantle of 'King', and I don't want her interfering with my 'chosen' queen.

My time to finish this is nearing; I stand, take a deep breath and start up the hidden stairs by the falls. I climb steadily, until I reach the top. There ahead of me is a small grove of 'Scottish Pine', small in comparison to the larger Ponderosa pines of home. The trees in this grove are as ancient as the 'wood sprite' living in them.

Walking up the narrow footpath, I wait in a small circular area for Ava to put in an appearance. I'm a few minutes early for our meeting, but that's not uncommon for me. This is all part of the game we play... only today, I'm not in a very playful mood.

A few minutes later she pops out from behind one of her trees. She's just a much older version of Eva. Not as pretty, but not ugly by any means. Her wings snap out once she clears the trees.

I smile at her, bowing politely, “Good Moro, Ava. Thank you for meeting with me this morning.”

“Walter, you're early as usual! When will you learn to be on time. Promptness is not that hard to learn.” she admonishes curtly.

Bowing again, “Apologies... My Queen! I thought we should conclude our business, so I can go and claim my 'chosen'. I prefer not to be rushed for time!”

Ava, ignoring my apology, saunters up to a flat rock she uses as a table, the five rocks around the parameter the chairs. Sitting down on the rock furthest away, her wings buzzing momentarily with irritation, she motioned me to sit across from her.

It's my turn to ignore her, “Sorry my Queen, I need to leave shortly!” I inform her flatly.

Ava chose to ignore my rudeness, “Fine... Walter, be an ass if you must!” she fires back before continuing, “So, whom have you chosen... who is so important that you can't take a moment to talk with your Queen!” she tells me, the anger in her voice meant to humble me.

Smiling in spite of Ava's maleficent glare, “Which would you prefer, Ava! Lea of Warwick, Nor the selkie, or that hot nymph Ada from Germany? Which one will help you the most... you know, control me?” I ask harshly.

“It matters not... they're all loyal to me, you stupid buffoon! I'm the 'Queen Mother'... I rule the Fae, not some young upstart from Never-Never-Land, USA!” she snickers sarcastically.

For my answer, I simply raise my hands in front of me, and reach for the power hidden beneath our feet. The 'Ley Line' responds instantly, enhancing the power of my Fae spell... the same spell Ava lock Eva away with for a year. In a few moments the 'Queen Mother' is locked in her home. Her sacred grove of 'Scottish Pines' and the rest of her mountain top home are hers to roam... but no further.

Walking up to the barrier, I watch Ava's fury raging just on the other side. Then I feel the rage of her mind, strike my shield like a ton of bricks. Unblinking, I watch her amazement grow to a fearful realization that I'm unaffected by her blistering attack.

I know she can still hear me, “Ava, I'm sorry for all this, but I must be on my way. My queen awaits, and I mustn't be late. She's waiting for me in her tree.”

Screaming at the top of her lungs, “You fool choose another, before it's too late. You can't reach her in time.” she pleads.

I look at her one last time, “Remember your duties when next I see you, milady! Least you anger your Queen...” I tell her, opening a portal to Eva.

I turn and walk quickly into the ring of golden energy. Closing my eyes, I let the image in my mind take me to the rocky formation just north of the 'Great Tree'. Stepping through into the warm May morning in the southwest, is significantly different than the cool wind blown, late afternoon in the Highlands of Scots Land.

Looking towards Eva's tree I see her near the top... looking to the southeast and the empty trail leading to her. I've chosen to come in from the north, using an old deer trail that parallels the small stream. She showed me this spot last year when we walked about her home.

Eva is downwind and will soon catch my scent. Pulling my backpack off, I quickly change into a pair of khakis, a t-shirt, and my hiking shoes. Then quiet as church mouse, I begin to move along the narrow trail towards Eva's tree.

[Eva – Wall-E is not coming... like he said he would! It was just a nice dream, that I want it to be true. He seemed so happy, so sure, and his last mental touch was simply wonderful. His blue eyes sparkling with his love for me. But that damn Fae Law, taking him away from me. Then the days of loneliness started and seemed to never end. My mother casting a spell around my tree, nothing Fae in or out.

Isolated, she left me to brood in my sins against the 'Queen Mother'. I found him, I lost him, then much later, I breed him all without her permission. I became one of the 'chosen', but instead of being happy for her only child, Ava ostracized me. Removing me from being considered suitable among 'chosen'.

I guess she got Wall-E to choose another, just to keep her power. I've been alone, at least he gave me Eve to care for... damn that child! Where is she? Probably over gobbling down tada polees by the hand fulls.

Eva wiping the tears from her eyes, turns away from the trail. No one is coming along the trail, not even a hiker to piss Eve off. She is such a pill... eating tada polees, and wanting to fight the human interlopers seems to be her big thing right now. Damn, I wish Wall-E was here to help me with her. He would just love her to death.

Then a whiff of breeze brings her a strange scent. It's a male... close and getting closer, maybe a hiker coming down from down the back trails. Yes, He's coming down the game trail near the stream.

I panic looking for Eve, “To me... now!” I shout.

Dropping to the lower branches, Eve comes bounding out of the stream bed, her mouth full of tada polees. Seeing me, she zooms up to wrap herself around my neck. I'm just about to climb higher, when I get another tantalizing whiff of the stranger coming down the path. Shit how did he get that close, without some type of warning...

Eve the brave sensing my near panic, projects, “We fight! Win! Eat big male...”

That scent, that wonderful scent... so different, not young like long ago, not old like a special day a year ago, but still him. Strong, youthful, full of power, his magic has grown far beyond hers. Wall-E... it's him, not late, he's here... he came back to me! And the fierce one wrapped around my neck.

Eva is careful not to alert Wall-E to the presents of his daughter, she sends a very focused burst of energy to her daughter.

“Quiet now, we no hunt this man! He Fae... very strong, we wait. Listen to what he say. Special man come to see Eva and Eve. Eve must be very quiet, no noise, no talk.” I tell her very quickly.

Hiding in the lower branches of the tree; like before we watch and wait for him to come into the glade.

My heart bursting from my chest, I hear his quiet approach. No sound, his eyes on the tree, he knows where I wait. The beat of my heart thundering loudly, covers Eve's small nearly constant heart beat. He's still unaware of her...] End Eva

I take my time working my way towards the protected glade and Eva. She knows I'm here, I heard her faintly call out “To me!” I wonder why she shouted that...

Suddenly everything around me has gone silent. Watching and waiting for a convergence... an alignment of power. It's time princess, you are mine and I'm going to claim my right to you.

I stop at the very edge of the glade, and take a deep breath... fill my lungs with her irresistible essence. It still includes that hint of pine, mixed with all that wondrous juniper. I'm glad she added the pine, it makes her scent even more alluring.

She hid in the lower branches like before. Her heart is racing... breathing shallow and very rapid, but we must play our game to its conclusion.

I casually walk over to the log near the bank. I used this same fallen cottonwood limb last year to take off my shoes and socks... much as I did sixty-one years ago. Today, like the other days, the warm sand feels wonderful beneath my feet. Wiggling my toes, I let the sand caress the bottoms of my feet.

Enjoying the game, I turn slowly to walk down the sandy bank to the stream below. It's music is undisturbed by the modern world. Bubbling and gurgling along, it sings the soft lullaby of nature's contentment.

I'm looking in the shallows for my friends the tadpoles, sure enough the little black ones are there wiggling and squiggling among the slim coated rocks. Their numbers are down this year, but still plenty of slippery squirmers to propagate a new generation of toads.

I wade out into a shallow spot, and kneeling down, reach my hand down towards the translucent surface of the stream. But suddenly my heart is in my throat. Unable to even breath, my gaze is locked on the muddy bank. It's literally covered in small dainty footprints. Not a baby's foot, or even a toddler, but a perfectly shaped human, or in this case Fae. They're only about three inches in length, and they don't belong to Eva.

In all my rush to be sneaky and surprise Eva, I think she's about to surprise me. I believe my little 'Tree Sprite' has something important to tell me. But the game isn't finished just yet...

I take a few deep breaths, before putting my hand down in the water palm up... unlike the times before a shimmering pulse of power leaves my hand calls them all. The tada polees, the minnows, various water bugs, and even a couple water spiders gliding along the surface towards my hand. They all seem quite happy to see me. I know I'm happy to see them.

Finishing with this element of the game, I stand slowly and turn towards the tree. I can barely contain my excitement, as I slowly walk up the sandy bank to stand beneath the large bushy branch. How many times this year I've longed for this moment. There in the tree above me beats my heart. Calming myself, I listen to it, or should I say them.

When I came into the glade, all I heard was Eva's rapid heart beating in the old tree, but now it's quite easy to hear them both. Eva's rapid pitter patter is now accelerating with her growing anticipation.

How to start... how to let her know that my love for her is undiminished even after a year of separation, growth, wild sex with four other Fae 'chosen'? How...

Looking up at the dense curtain of dark green cedar fronds, it comes to me, “I have come home, my love. I'm not late! Not stinky boy...”

Not a rustle or sound from above, Eva lets me wait a few more seconds. My heart nearly bursting from my chest, she opens her eyes. How to describe the glory of her eyes is beyond my powers... my deepest, oldest, most perfect memory gazes down at me in their large yellow perfection.

Eva's branch moves slightly, “You still stinky boy! Scare Eva... not come trail. Eva sad no see Wall-E.” she mildly admonishes me, her mental projections clear as day. Pausing “How you come? Wall-E smells like old place... smells like Scots Land.”

Before I can answer, another set of eyes open just below Eva's. They are tiny, dark sapphire blue orbs, like a stormy sky in spring. Unblinking, they watch me with a curious intensity.

“Mama... hem Papa?” she whispers quietly to Eva.

My eyes filled with tears of joy, “Yes, beloved... him your Papa!”

“Hem big! Smells good! Can Eve go see...?” she asks cautiously.

Eva laughed quietly, “Yes, Eve! He big stinky boy, but he's ours... yours and mine. Go show your Papa how pretty you are.”

Eva's gentle laugh reminds me of long, long ago, of another day... a day of beginnings, just like today. Eve gathers herself, throws her tiny body through the juniper fronds without a care in the world. She takes to the air zooming around me in an acrobatic display of her aerial expertise.

She's like trying to follow a giant gnat around, as she buzzes about turning and twisting in the air. Eve is a perfect miniature of her mother... Her hair is much lighter, shaded towards the blonde side. It's pulled back in a free flowing ponytail that whips about her face. Her face is nearly a mirror of Eva's, maybe a bit wider, mouth fuller, eyes even bigger than those of her mother. Ultra tiny sharp teeth that grace her smile with a flash of whitened brightness. And last, but surely not unexpected is her nudity. The girl is a naked as the day she was born. Her skin tanned to a nut brown perfection. No tan lines on this tiny little hottie.

Eve's aerial display finished, she zoomed in to land heavily on my chest. Her little hands grabbing me by the ears, we stare at each other eyeball to eyeball. She rests her forehead against mine.

Her mental projection is fragmented and fuzzy, but I understand her just the same, “Yews stay with Eve and Mama? No goes... far?”

With tears clouding my eyes, I answer, “Papa no goes from Eve, or her Mama... ever again. Always here close. Papa loves you both very much!”

With gleeful squeal, Eve launches into the air, corkscrewing away from me and her mother. Disappearing from sight, I look back at the remaining pair of eyes in the 'Great Tree'.

Eva has been watching me with an intensity that even the sun can't match. Seconds before she drops lightly from the tree, her small leather loincloth drifts downward out of the dense cedar fronds. Crouching for a moment, she stands to walk towards me. Her wings furled tightly against her back, Eva is only a few feet away, when my naked little minx launches across the intervening space. In one quick motion, her legs are locked securely around my waist, arms encircling my neck. Her lean muscular little girlishness is draped lovingly across the front of my 6'3” frame. I hardly notice the weight of her, as I look into those large yellow eyes.

I've waited 364 days and 365 nights for this moment. Eva, like me, is letting this moment burn forever into our memory... for all our tomorrows we'll remember this day. Eva waits patiently, purrs happily when my arms start to tighten about her back. Pulling her close I let her comforting warmth, thaw the loneliness surrounding my heart. Leaning forward, I fall head first into her large yellow pools of iridescent love. As our lips meet for the first time in a year, I wait for her tiny tongue to find mine. Always wanting to play tongue wars, Eva's darts into my mouth with an unfulfilled urgency.

Neither of us notice, or even hear Eve's imminent attack. She lands on my back; her tiny claws on her hands and feet digging deep into my skin. Mouth open Eve lays claim to her Papa's magic. Like her mother before her, Eve's bite is painfully deep. Suckling the blood from the wound, my daughter takes my magic into herself. Her young mind reeling from the sudden surge of power... Eve slumps forward unconscious on my shoulder.

Eva giggling into my mouth, breaks our first kiss, “She's your daughter, Wall-E! You get to take care of her now... She is always hungry, and won't listen at all. She eats your tadpoles all the time. She's a stinky girl for sure...” she coos proudly. “So how do you like our Eve?”

For an answer, I reach my right hand across Eva's back to take Eve off my shoulder. Her little claws still sunk deep in the skin and muscle of my back and shoulder. Wincing painfully, I'm finally able to gently shake Eve's little claws loose. My wounds healing almost instantly has Eva watching with amazement. Still holding Eve around the waist, I lay her in the crock of my left arm. Eve curled into a fetal ball rests comfortably there. Looking up from my daughter, I gaze with a fatherly pride at the girl-like woman, who's given me such a precociously precious child.

“She perfect... Eva! Will she be okay? I think she got an unexpected jolt when she bit me...” I finish looking down at my sleeping daughter.

Eva pulling my face upwards finds my lips again, for a quickie kiss, “Eve is fine! Now kiss me Wall-E, Eva has missed you very much!”

Eva and I spend the next few minutes enjoying the others' closeness, when I feel Eve stirring in my arms. Looking down, she is laying there quietly watching her mother and me kissing. Smiling happily, she stretches her tiny litheness out, but doesn't move to leave the crock of my arm.

Eve lifts her arms up to me, sits up and begins to climb up my left arm. Unlike her mother she wraps her little legs around my neck. Leaning in, she gives me a daddy / daughter peck on the lips, before wrapping her arms around my head, her tiny hands gripping my hair.

Settling in she starts to jabber away, “Mommy... Papa loves Eve, loves Mommy! I bit Papa... Papa no go!”

Eva looked from our daughter, who is preening my hair, to me, “So Wall-E how you smell like Scots Land? You not use trail... how you come to Eva and Eve?”

Smiling at Eva, “I used a 'portal'... magic doorway to come to Eva and Eve! I wanted to surprise you. But Eva's surprise was much better than mine. Eve best surprise ever!” I finish reaching up to touch one of Eve's tiny legs.

Eva frowning, “No magic doors for very long time. No one knows how to use. Now you tell Eva how you came today!” she scolds, starting to become mildly angry.

I lean in to kiss her quickly, “Please Eva... Wally telling you the truth! No lie... I was in Scots Land to talk with Queen Mother. I told her I was going to claim Eva this morning. Not one of the other 'chosen'! After I told her I came here to you and Eve.” I promise her emphatically, letting my words sink in.

Slowly I watch her facial expression change back to the happy 'Tree Sprite' I've come to love.

Finally, Eva asks, “Wall-E magic doors not part of Fae magic. How you learn?”

Breathing deeply, “Fae magic is from Earth Mother... Old human magic similar, but changes space and time. Wally learn many things since I left Eva... most about the Fae, but in England I found old human magic, too. Wally special... remember! I'm the bridge between Fae and Human kind... Wally help Fae grow strong again... protect Earth Mother.” pausing a few moments. “I also need Eva... My beautiful Queen powerful and strong to help me walk through the years to come. Without her, my heart will die... as will I. What say you... Eva 'Tree Sprite' of the woodland Fae. Finish what you have started so many years ago... join me, my Queen.”

Eve ignoring all the drama continues to preen my hair and nibble lovingly on my ears, while her mother decides our future.

Eva extends her wings, flits backwards to land on the ground beside the thick nine foot bole of her tree. Reaching out she touches the comforting presence of the ancient tree. I'm asking her to change the life she's known for nineteen hundred years.

Her eyes blazing brightly, “Please Wall-E do not ask this of me. I only a small 'Tree Sprite', not a queen. Queen is great lady... Wall-E need and deserve great lady! Not Eva...“ leaning against her tree, Eva breaks down crying.

Eve seeing her mother so upset gets ready to go to her, but my quick mental, “No!” stops her.

“Eve wait... your Mama is fine!” I tell her and walk toward her mother. Scooping Eva up I take her out into the open space beside her tree.

Eva moaning pathetically, “Please Wall-E, sit Eva down. I don't want to be queen!” she pleads.

Then I remembered her vivid image of me standing under her tree covered in dripping gooey cow shit, when I didn't want to abide by Fae law. So setting her down in front of me, I project a clear concise image of her standing under her tree face covered in dripping cow shit.

“So stinky 'Tree Sprite'... will you be my queen, or stay under your tree covered in dripping cow shit!” I ask pointedly.

Eva wings unfurl in an agitated snap, just before she starts to laugh uproariously, “You right Wall-E, this still so much dripping cow shit! Eva forgot... changes to Wall-E's life.” she stops, flinging herself at me.

I barely have time to catch her, before our lips are glued to each other. Her tongue searching for mine in a much needed tongue battle. But I still have one last surprise left for my girls...

Eve feeling me gather beneath her, tightens her grip on my hair and neck. But Eva is enjoying our intense kiss to notice that I've crouched down preparing to launch myself into the air. Gathering her to me, I launch into the air; my wings are just too big to unfurl on the ground. Snapping them out, my long dragonfly wings measure approximately twelve foot a side. My first few powerful down beats take us soaring into the clear May sky.

Eve's exuberant squeal is only a fraction of a second, before her mother's equally delighted coo. Eva breaking our kiss looks about us as I continue to ascend rapidly. Eve enjoying herself tries to help... wings abuzz she is giving it all she's got to get us as high as possible. But her Mother and I have a different agenda.

My focused mental link to Eva is blatenly erotic. The image is of us coupling during a mating flight. As it should be, the king mounting his queen of choice in the air, consummating their life long commitment to each other. My image includes a rather large belly bulge disrupting the smooth plain of Eva's abdominal muscles, and atop my head a giggling snippet of a girl... Eve unaware that her parents are fucking each other. They zoom around in the clear blue sky of a warm May morning. A royal family enjoying a special moment.

Eva's word projection is delightfully heated, “Wall-E you such a nasty boy... always wanting to fuck Eva. How I do this...?” she asks, enjoying where this is going.

Smiling happily, I start a shallow dive from about 8000 feet, “What Eva forget how to fuck while Wall-E gone... First you need to take Wall-E's pants and underwear off. Then maybe he hard... if not, Eva have to suck his cock until he ready to mate.” I tease.

Eve oblivious to our mental bantering wants a bit more action herself, “Faster... Papa... Faster! Go faster...” she pleads, trying to get me to increase the angle of my descent.

Rather than doing that, I start to do a slow corkscrew roll that seems to be just as good. Giggling and laughing Eve lays out along my spine, her arms around my neck, her teeny tiny legs tucked between my wing nodes, Eve rests her head on my shoulder. Wings fully extended, she loves leaning into each rolling motion. Nearing the ground, I will have to climb again in a few more seconds.

Meanwhile, the love of my life has my khakis and underwear nearly off. As I pull out of the dive they flutter off, dropping into the hills about a half mile east of Eva tree. Eva is amazing... She has been up and down the front of me several times during my casual descent. She has been energetically jacking me off for about the last two or three minutes.

Now quite hard, Eva wraps her little legs around mine at the knees. Grabbing a butt cheek in each tiny hand, she lowers her head towards my groin and the eight inches of cock waiting for her oral attention.

Eve's wings buzzing noisily is helping me climb skyward; working hard she wants to get us back to a proper altitude for another drop. We're only a few thousand feet into my climb when her mother takes me into her mouth.

Momentarily distracted by the tantalizing feel of Eva's lips wrapping the head of my cock in the warm moist confines of her mouth, I forget we're flying. Wings fluttering erotically, we stall out for a few moments.

Eve is all over me, “No Papa... not high enough! Higher, fly higher stinky Papa.”

The erotic nature of flying, while your dick slowly slides down the throat of an ancient 'Tree Sprite' is beyond description. Never in my wildest dreams would I ever imagine any of the strange, and wonderful events of the last year, but to have an aerial deep throat blowjob has added yet another chapter to my fantasy world.

Mesmerized by her mother's energetically cock sucking, my ascent is pathetically slow... at least Eve thinks so, “Papa! You slow stinky boy... fly faster!” she tells me, smacking me on the back of my head.

Laughing happily I yell out, “Okay, if it's fast you want, then it's fast you get!”

With that, I instantly go from a leisurely climb, to a flat out balls to the wall climb. My wings droning deeply, I climb like a bat out of hell... Probably a blur to anyone watching, I'm soon nothing but a spec in the clear blue skies above Eva's tree.

Eve's squeal of ultimate delight is closely followed by a painful reminder that Eva is trying to suck my cock. Her mouth still wrapping my cock in the warm moistness of her oral lovemaking, gives me an accidental nip mid shaft.

Her quick mental tirade is brief but heated, “Shit Wall-E... give me a little more warning next time! I no mean to bite, but you surprised Eva.”

My reply is short but sweet, “Sorry my love! You need to slow down, or Wally's seed will soon be filling Eva's mouth.” I caution, letting my loving glow bathe her in my happy thoughts.

My wings were the last of my gifts from the five chosen... each of them giving me powers great and small. Each group of gifts following, or in some case preceding a blazing hot fuck session. Damn, could all those Fae bitches fuck. Four of them besides Eva, each possessing a different allurement... tempting me with each balls draining orgasm. But my happy thoughts always stayed focused on my one and only... a skinny little 'Tree Sprite' hiding from me in the juniper fronds of her tree.

Each of the gifts having a feel or taste of the giver. My wings came during the night. A dark dreamless night; the pain in my back is paralyzingly strong. As I lay there incapacitated I feel her... I can smell her... I can see her. My senses are saturated with Eva's presence and my body changes. Muscles changing, growing in my back, chest, legs, buttocks... damn near everywhere. Then the wings themselves, the support structure, nerves, sinew all the elements need to lift a 225 pound mass.

Just think of the aerodynamic conundrum that this presents. Eva's last gift was more of a miracle than any of the others. What a lark that was the next morning when I finally awoke a full winged hybrid Fae. At least I was at home, just beyond the mountains that separated me from Eva. The distraction, bumps and bruises over the next few days was laughable. But like all the other gifts a little practice makes perfect. Now here I am with the loves of my life, high in the bright turquoise sky about to claim my queen.

It's cold when you get this high, even on a warm spring day. My wings coming to a stop, I let our momentum carry us a bit higher, and like an old Jenny Barnstormer biplane, stall out hanging for a moment weightless. I slip backwards, before with an urgent snap of my wings, furl them against my back. With Eve nestled protectively between them, I fall from the sky.

With Eve screaming in joyful ecstasy, I send her mother my heated warning, “It's time my love! I was not late, and I've come home for one thing... you! Now Malady, I need you to service me. I want to feel the tightness of your sex around me, I've waited for over a year to fuck you again. You made me a Fae Prince... now make me a King, and rule by my side. Hurry now, I still need to show Eve how to catch Tada polees without eating them.”

Eva coughs my cock up with a slurpy little groan of displeasure, but crawls along my legs to wrap herself around my waist. Her thin little legs are just long enough to encircle my waist. Using her tiny claw like fingernails she latches on to my back.

Eve, riding me like a prize thoroughbred, continues to urge me to greater speed, “Faster Papa... faster! Go faster...” she squeals enthusiastically, as my wings unfurl for a quick energetic drone of power.

Eva finding my cock, nuzzles her sopping wet tiny vaginal opening against the soft spongy tip. Pausing a moment before penetration she sends me, our shared lewd memory of Eva sitting on my lap; my cock buried balls deep in her tiny cunt, a large cock bulge distending the smooth tanned skin of her lower abdomen.

Eva's mental projection is fiery short, “I'm ready my Prince! Fill the void you left inside me...!“ pausing for a few seconds, “Remember stinky boy... not waste seeds!” she cautions needlessly.

The ground is coming up fast, when I curl my legs up forcing my hips forward. Opening my wings I slide eight inches of rock hard cock into Eva's tightly clinging pussy.

My teeth elongate in an instant, I open my mouth. Tilting her head to the side, Eva waits for my fanged bite. Finding the base of her neck,I bite deep... as with me, so I am with her. My gifts surge into my queen, Fae and Human alike. I fill her with both power and knowledge. Her grunt of painful contentment is followed by the deep drone of my wings, as I pull about 6G's coming out of my dive. With Eve holding on for dear life, I start a slow ascending spiral of euphoric delight.

My teeth clamped tightly, I bleed her... all the while my new queen is pleasuring me with long balls deep penetrations that will soon have me filling her tiny pussy with my potent seed. Eva has waited a year for this moment, as have I. Continuing to climb skyward in a slow easy pace, Eva's small body is sensually fucking my cock... up and down, my thick shaft disappears into her. Looking up from time to time she smiles wickedly with growing anticipation of my release.

Eve not happy with my gentle climb is on me like 'stink on poop', “Papa stinky boy, again! Fly higher and leave Mommy alone. You can squeeze her later...! Please Papa fly higher... faster...” she coos seductively trying to distract me from attending to her mother's needs.

Looking down at her Mother, I finally let her go. Kissing the jagged wound it begins to heal instantly. Eva smiles knowingly, “Take us higher, my King! Let the humans witness the return of the Fae.” she purrs, her eyes glazing over when the first powerful surge of intense erotic pleasure washes through her petite body. Pulse after pulse of heated sexual enjoyment is hers once again... her Wall-E is making love to her. Their child is with them enjoying this time of closeness... of a wondrous welcome home!

With my own climax only moments away, I take us vertical. Eve's gleeful squawk echoes briefly in my ears, when Eva's mental projection goes completely golden. Feeling the beginnings of my orgasm, the first heavy load of sperm filled cum shoots from the end of my eight inch cock deep into her empty womb. Her egg hatched, Eva will take a few more years to store up enough energy to create another egg. We will have plenty of time to enjoy one another, before I seed another child in her belly.

Eva continues to fuck the seed from my wildly spewing cock. Seven throbbing loads I pump into the tightness of her tiny cunt. With the last of my seed trickling into her spent body, she cuddles in close, her body molding itself to mine. I level off for a few moments enjoying the feeling of my cock still buried deep in the love of my life. She's content, her head resting on my chest... she listened to the thundering beat of my strong youthful heart.

All this playfulness and I'm not even winded... Eva's gift of a new youthful me will soon be ready for a 2nd round of sexual abuse of my child like lover.

Eve, stirring on my back, is getting bored again, when I bank to the left, dropping into a series of rapid shallow spirals. Then pulling out again, I climb briefly to drop again doing a few tight cork screw barrel rolls... with a few loopy loops thrown in for fun. I finally started for home.

We are at the far eastern edge of Eva's home territory. Still high in the sky I take us towards the 'Great Tree'. Eva is content with my dick still comfortably enclosed in her fleshy warmth. Eve, like her mother, is spent... she's had a wonderful morning with her Papa, but it's time for a nap.

I take my time and descend slowly. Landing beside Eva's tree I quickly retract my long ass wings, so I can move about. Eva pulling off my semi hard cock, takes to the air. Circling behind me, she plucks a very tired Eve from between my wing nubs. She quickly disappears into the denser foliage of the juniper fronds. Her nest, our home is just above me. I take a moment to look about reflecting on how things have changed, from the geeky boy sixty-one years ago, to the young virile man standing here today.

I look up into the old tree, just like another sunny day in May. Eva is leering down at me, from the edge of her nest.

“Hurry Wall-E... Eve will wake up soon! I've waited a long time for my stinky boy to come home.” she projects down quite clearly even at this distance.

Eva turning hangs her shapely ass over the edge; giving it a lewd wiggle, she darts out of sight. Her freshly fucked pussy glistening wetly is apparently ready for a 2nd round.

But our 2nd round of heated sex will have to wait a few more minutes. Eva and I have to complete the last requirement of the law. Our houses have to be joined... as we are joined by mind and body.

I'm standing right beside the gnarled bark covered trunk of the 'Great Tree'. Reaching out, I lay my hand on this ancient life. It's root buried deep in the ground continues to slowly draw life from the earth around it. The minerals dissolved by the water needed for life, absorbed by the root to slowly wick upwards to grow new sinew and the juniper fronds to capture the sun's gift.

The tree knows me, and why I'm here. It slowly brings the nest lower until it rests gently on the ground. Eva is crouched on the edge watching me as the tree brings her down. Glaring at me she is about to tear me a new one when she sees the golden emblem beneath my hand.

A unicursal hexagram, six points... for me on the north a symbol of a hand holding four tada polees, for Eva on the south a Celtic tree of life, the four chosen all there, a part of my family... their symbols joining mine and Eva's in forming a new royal house. All it needs is the final part... the circle of power. Eva's circle of power added to mine this very morning. My queen has to finish the choosing...

Smiling, I hold out my hand to her, “Come my Queen! Finish what you began sixty-one years ago when you gave me your 'gift'. Take what is yours my love... close the circle and let's change the world. Human and Fae working together, like it was before and will be again... the 'Earth Mother' safe!”

Eva frowning mightily, “Damn you Wall-E... you stinky boy! Always stinky boy... this will awaken your daughter. No more fucking Eva until tonight!” she rants briefly, giving me the evil eye one final time before hopping off the edge of the nest.

Still miffed at me for ruining another heated sex session, Eva saunters her way towards me and the tree. Stopping just in front of me, she smiles, lifting her head... lips puckered, she waits for a quickie peck. Looking down at my defiant 'Tree Sprite', I lean forward with the fate of the whole world waiting, and kiss her.

Her arms are instantly around my neck, she pulls me in for a mind blowing kiss. Our minds blending together, Eva unleashes the fullness of her power. Reaching out, she covers my hand with hers; the 'Great Tree' trembles beneath our hands, as her power cascades through me and into the tree. Eva adds a Celtic rendering of her tree above my hexagram, it's roots forming a flaming star encircling our family.

When the last point is closed on her circle, our combined powers flow into the tree, and the 'ley line 'beneath. An energy pulse surges outward along the ley lines... across the world, young and old... Fae and human, all living creatures, one and all feel our awakening.

The birds all about Eva's tree take to the air, squawking the good news of a royal union between a human male and a Fae princess. Eve comes zipping out of her little cubby-hole above us. Zooming about, she looks for the unknown enemy who has awakened her from her nap.

Seeing us together at the base of the tree, she angrily descents to land on my shoulder. Sniffing about, she looks at the glowing symbol beneath our hands.

Smiling, she sits down astride my neck, her little head on top of mine, her little spindly legs wrapped lovingly around my neck, “Pretty Momma... pretty Papa!” she purrs, looking up, “We go flying again... please Papa!” she asks, nibbling invitingly on my ear.

Before I can answer my precocious daughter, the sky's open up, and the Fae descend upon our peaceful home! The Fae from every walk of life have come to pledge their fidelity to a new King and Queen. Somehow we all survive the wrath of Eve. Her childish aggression is well tolerated by our guests. Finally the pixie and fairy member of my 'Attending' kept her busy in a heated game of tag. Worn to a frazzle she finally collapses in her cubby.

With many guests remaining the night, we work hard to accommodate everyone, and provide a good meal for all.

Well past midnight we retire for the evening. Our nest guarded by a host of 'Attending' gives the new King and Queen a bit of privacy. Eva's small bony hips are gently undulating up and down, as my horny 'Tree Sprite' lying on top of me slowly pleasures us both. Our daughter is curled around my neck... fast asleep! My toes curling with each pulse of erotic pleasure; I soon begin to pump my life giving seed into my queen's quaking body. Surge after surge of heated cum fills Eva's tiny pussy with my happy ending...

Her whispered love is a mere beginning to our 'Happily Ever After'!