As the carriage pulled up in front of the duke’s manor, we saw Agaroth waiting at the entrance. Fucking hell, this place is huge. It took a good five minutes just for us to travel up the path from the road to the front door. How much land do these people have? The building itself is just unnecessarily large. Why on earth would one family need a house this large? I know the rich live in excess n’ all… but come on. It’s one thing to read about these people in books but to see their actual houses… well… estates… it’s insane.

  That being said… the gardens that we travelled through to get to the front entrance are incredibly beautiful and well-maintained. I imagine that even Flora would be impressed by the variety of plant life on display here.

  A butler came over and opened the carriage door for us. Tadwick instantly jumped out of the open door. He is clearly excited about this party. I climbed down from the carriage and Agaroth bounded over.

  Agaroth: “We need tae wait out here for a bit.”

  Dwynfel: “Why?”

  Agaroth: “Your boyfriend had some kinda wardrobe malfunction. Red’s helpin’ him sort it out.”

  Dwynfel: “Could we at least wait inside? It’s cold out here.”

  Butler: “Perhaps one could wait in the carriage to shield oneself from the wind.”

  Agaroth: “There ya go, sit in the carriage if ya cold, ya big wimp.”

  Chloe emerged from the front door and walked down the steps with her arms outstretched. As though she was welcoming us to her own personal house. She isn’t wearing a dress; she’s in her knight gear. She must be on duty tonight.

  Chloe: “Glad to see you guys made it. Still loving the matching outfits.”

  Tadwick: “Is there food in there?”

  Chloe: “Course there’ll be food. Would be a pretty crap party without food. You’ll have to wait a little bit before the food though. Gotta get through all the tedious ceremonial shit first.”

  Agaroth: “Is that daft wee twink ready yet?”

  Chloe: “They’ll come out and get you when they are. They won’t be long. Kiyui wants to look perfect for your first ball. Sweet kid…”

  He is the same age as her. I have no idea why she refers to him as a kid. Being a knight has clearly gone to her head. Chloe looked direct at me and pointed her finger at my face. She had an oddly serious look to her.

  Chloe: “So make sure he has a nice time!”

  Dwynfel: “I’ll do my best… but before we go in… I’d like a word with you, Chloe.”

  I dragged Chloe over to one side of the steps, away from the others.

  Chloe: “Look, if ya want romance tips, then I think it’s a bit late in the day, don’t you?”

  Dwynfel: “If I wanted romance tips, I wouldn’t be asking you. It's about my mum.”

  Chloe: “What about your mum? I would have thought you’d have more pressing issues on your mind after what we talked about earlier.”

  Dwynfel: “Did you know about her and Lucas?”

  Chloe: “What? Oh, that. Yeah. I did tell you he got on with her.”

  Well, that was a fucking understatement.

  Dwynfel: “Yeah… got on with… not on top of… you could have warned me, Chloe. What the hell?”

  Chloe: “Don’t be so stuck up. She’s a grown woman. She has needs.”

  Dwynfel: “I know that… but Lucas… really? He’s barely older than me!”

  Chloe: “Hey. Nothin’ wrong with a younger man. I’m sure she enjoys his energy.”

  Dwynfel: “Oh, as if you’d be fine with your mum having sex with him.”

  Chloe: “Why would I have a problem with that? My dad probably would… or maybe he’d join in, who knows. Ain’t none of my business who they have sex with.”

  Dwynfel: “Look… you clearly don’t get it.”

  Chloe: “What’s to get?”

  Dwynfel: “Oh… just… never mind.”

  Agaroth shouted over.

  Agaroth: “Oi! Limey! Ya date’s ready!”

  Chloe and I returned to the front of the steps. Phoenix was waiting at the top. She had a very elegant red and black dress on. It covered her neck and arms… as her outfits normally do. The lower half of her dress was puffier than I was expecting. Her hair was absolutely immaculate… I’m not used to her having her hair tied up… she must have an obscene number of pins and things holding it in place.

  We began to walk up the steps towards her.

  Agaroth: “Suits ya, Red. Didnae think you’d be intae all this frilly shite.”

  Phoenix: “I’m not. Such dresses are required for these occasions, unfortunately.”

  Tadwick: “You look pwetty.”

  Phoenix: “Finally, a gentleman.”

  She knelt down and stroked Tadwick’s head.

  Phoenix: “You look very handsome, young man...”

  She tilted her head towards me.

  Phoenix: “…as do you. You pull off the suit quite well. Kiyui will be pleased.”

  Agaroth: “He get that little issue of his sorted?”

  Phoenix: “He’s fine. He’s just waiting inside.”

  Agaroth: “In we go then eh…”

  Agaroth strode forwards and pushed the doors open before the butler had the chance to. On the other side of the doors stood Kiyui. He was wearing a shimmering purple dress. His left arm was fully covered in a long violet glove. The dress did not cover his right shoulder or arm. His right arm was fully uncovered. He used his right hand to sweep his hair to one side. He had left his hair down… I’m glad he left his hair down. I do like the way his hair billows down to just past his shoulders… the ringlets make him look so sweet.

  The bottom of his dress was all puffed out in a similar way to Phoenix’s. I couldn’t see his tail… it must be tucked away under all the puffy layers. I could however make out the shadow of some tiny paws underneath the dress… he must be hiding Feifer under there. He seems taller than normal. He’s probably wearing high heels.

  I think he’s wearing makeup. He doesn’t normally… well, apart from the purple eye shadow he always wears… his skin is so smooth and beautiful normally… he doesn’t really need the makeup… I hope he isn’t starting to feel insecure about his looks… because he is honestly the most beautiful creature that I have ever seen…

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  Agaroth: “Lost for words for once, eh?”

  Agaroth grabbed me by the arm and pulled me forwards. The rest of the group followed me in.

  Tadwick: “Kitty!”

  Tadwick lunged forwards with his arms spread wide. Kiyui bent slightly and picked Kiyui up for a big cuddle.

  Kiyui: “Hey there, Tadpole. Don’t you look all handsome in your lovely little suit.”

  Tadwick giggled and Kiyui put him down. He leaned in towards me and stroked my cheek.

  Kiyui: “As do you, you big ol’ stud muffin.”

  Kiyui giggled and smiled at me. It was a sweet and gentle smile. His eyes are so kind… just looking at him makes me feel safe. Agaroth slapped me across the back.

  Agaroth: “Say somethin,’ ya tit.”

  Dwynfel: “Oh… um… right…. Yeah… um… you look… beautiful, Kiyui… absolutely beautiful.”

  A footman emerged from the side of the room and gestured down a corridor ahead of us.

  Footman: “M’lady V…”

  Phoenix: “Do not lady me. You will refer to me as Phoenix.”

  Footman: “But M’lady…”

  Phoenix: “Do as I say.”

  Footman: “Understood… um… Phoenix… would you and your compatriots follow me down to the ballroom and I shall announce your arrival.”

  We were led down a series of corridors… this place is like a bloody maze… how on earth do people live in places like this… and why do they have so many paintings of themselves on the walls? Is this a rich people thing… why do they all look so pretentious? And what’s with the stupid hats? This all seems very self-obsessed to me.

  My nerves must have been getting more and more visible because Kiyui started walking very close and linked arms with me. He then slowed his pace so that the others got slightly ahead.

  Kiyui: “What’s wrong?”

  Dwynfel: “I’m just not used to this kind of social situation. What if I do something wrong? I don’t know the rules here. I’m freaking out.”

  Kiyui: “Don’t worry about it. I’ll keep you right.”

  Dwynfel: “Oh… because you are an expert in upper class social etiquette.”

  Kiyui: “I’m adaptable. In order to learn these things, you simply have to be observant. And for your information, I have escorted a few rich clients to similar events before. Every situation comes with etiquette in one form or another… from galas to gang bangs. You just need to read the room.”

  I know that I am going to regret asking this, but right now I could do with the distraction.

  Dwynfel: “Okay… what on earth is a gang bang?”

  Kiyui: “It’s kind of like an orgy, except instead of everybody fucking each other, you basically have one person in the middle that everybody fucks.”

  Dwynfel: “That sounds horrifying. And I fail to see how there could be any etiquette in that situation.”

  Kiyui: “Well, the main one is that you go in size order from smallest to largest.”

  Dwynfel: “What?”

  Kiyui: “Well, think about it. And just to clarify, by size, I mean girth, not length. If you have like eight guys about to fuck you, you don’t want to start with the biggest one. That’s going to overly stretch you out and make it less fun for the others. If you start with the smallest and go up in size incrementally then it’s tight for everyone. Plus, the cum lubes the area up nicely, making it smoother and easier for the larger one that comes next.”

  Yup… I was right… I am now disgusted… deeply disgusted.

  Kiyui: “Unless, of course, you are looking to do some D.P. In which case you want the two guys with the smallest dicks to do that last. I don’t care how big your dick is, it isn’t going to be bigger than two together… unless those dicks are in micropenis territory.”

  Dwynfel: “DP?”

  Kiyui: “Double penetration. Two dicks in one hole at the same time.”

  Dwynfel: “I’m sorry, but no. That is not possible. Maybe if you were a girl. But the anus is not capable of dealing with that.”

  Kiyui: “Trust me… with the right preparations it is perfectly possible. If you are really good you can have two in the back, two in your mouth and one in each hand. It’s all a matter of practice.”

  Genuinely didn’t think I could get more disgusted than I was before… but nope… here we are.

  Dwynfel: “Even if I did believe that were possible. I would not class any of what you have just said as etiquette.”

  Kiyui: “Your lack of faith in my skills aside, etiquette is just the rules for a social situation.”

  Dwynfel: “And those are universal rules for all situations such as that, are they?”

  Kiyui: “It has been every time that I’ve been gang banged.”

  Agaroth: “Oi, you two! Hurry the fuck up! Quit the whispering and get the fuck over here!”

  Dwynfel: “Sorry!”

  We picked up our pace to catch up with the others. In all honesty… that conversation did make me fractionally less anxious about the situation ahead of me. I may feel like I’m about to throw up… but that is now more through disgust than nerves.

  Anyway… we eventually got to some incredibly large double doors with two men waiting on either side. Kiyui took my hand and looked me in the eyes… I really could just get lost in his eyes… the beauty behind them is truly exquisite.

  Kiyui: “Don’t be so nervous.”

  Kiyui kissed me gently… his lips barely touched mine… I could feel his breath on my face… he squeezed my hand.

  Kiyui: “You have nothing to worry about. We’re here with you.”

  I looked down to see Tadwick looking up at us and smiling. I turned to see Phoenix and Agaroth… standing next to each other… without lacing into each other… which feels wrong somehow. Agaroth was smirking and giving me a thumbs up and Phoenix simply nodded at me.

  I still can’t believe that I have these people in my life… when I lost consciousness in that alley all that time ago, I thought my life was over… but now I have friends… I seem to have some kind of weird makeshift family… I have people that I love and care about… and people that still care about me… despite knowing what I am… hell… we are about to attend a ball together… as actual guests… and I don’t even have to cover my face.

  This is insane… I still don’t understand how things have got to this point… I still half expect to just get lynched when this door opens… oh gods… I’m getting panicky again.

  Footman: “If everyone is ready, we shall open the doors and I shall introduce all of you.”

  Phoenix: “Get on with it, please.”

  Footman: “Understood.”

  The men opened the two frankly oversized doors to reveal the most ornate and elaborate room that I have ever seen. There were multiple statues of the various gods, a completely overwhelming chandelier, at least twelve tables of food, only the gods know how many animals had to be killed for this feast… and more people that I can count.

  My mouth feels dry… should my mouth feel dry? Is that a normal response to this situation?

  Footman: “Introducing Dwynfel Vesidia… with Kiyui Kintari and young Tadwick Featherstone. Followed by Agaroth Tinthalin and the lady…”

  Phoenix turned to the footman and gave him quite an aggressive looking glare.

  Footman: [Cough] “Phoenix…”

  Oh gods… everyone is staring at me… this is worse than when I was naked in those damn baths… they won’t stop staring.