People who had heard the folklores about the succubus believed that the seductress appeared in their victim’s dream and then performed erotic activities with their victims. Such stories were widespread in the villages of Wyverndale and in several other Kingdoms as well.

Some of the victims who lived a long time ago and who were lucky enough to be alive even after their encounter with the succubus told their stories to others. And their stories were told and retold through generations and became the folklore. However, the succubus was now limited to folktales only as no new incidents were heard in the recent time.

Men had already forgotten about that deadly and frightening being from hell; the being that even the strongest of men would fear in the past. But right now, in the middle of the night, that same forgotten creature was going for its prey. It was going to remind the men that it still existed and was to be feared.

After disappearing from outside the door, the succubus reappeared inside of the King’s private chamber and kept on staring at King Dragomir for some time. Then she inched closer to the King’s bed and gently moved around the bed while touching the rim of the bed with her sleek and long fingers.

Once she reached near the pillows, she leaned in closer to take a good look at the face of the King. She caressed her fingers through the King’s face and gently touched his lips.

The King waved around his hand like he was chasing away a fly and then turned to his side, his back facing the succubus.

The succubus seductively massaged her lips with her thumb and then she had a wide smile on her lips. And she spoke under her breath, “He looks a little old but he is still handsome. Not to mention his strong build.” She walked to the other side of the bed to face him again and thought, “I like him… if he comes down to hell after dying, then I shall keep him for myself.”

She stretched her hands and massaged her shoulders, and said, “Alright! Let’s start then.” Then she placed both of her hands on King Dragomir’s head and closed her eyes. Then she chanted a spell that would allow her to see the woman that he loved or desired the most.

The succubus was able to see the image of Auvera. She smiled and whispered, “Beautiful! Now let me borrow your appearance.”

The succubus took a few steps away from the King and she started to morph herself into Auvera. Slowly, her wings, horns and tail disappeared. And instead of a seductive look, she had a very innocent expression on her face. Even her clothes looked exactly like Auvera would wear. If anyone who knew Auvera saw the succubus right now, they would mistake her for the real Auvera.

And that was the exact intention of the succubus… to use Auvera’s appearance to seduce the man that loved Auvera very dearly.

If their prey was deep in sleep, the succubus had the ability to intercept the victim’s dream and indulge themselves in explicit activities with their victims. And the succubus that was standing by the side of the King’s bed was more than ready to pounce on her prey.

The succubus placed one of her hands on the forehead of the King and then placed another hand on her own forehead. Then she chanted another spell, “jru zsus lotsmo, jru zlul zapis fistsmo, zsaso dislyo fomijpo up zesmvir aso zistmas.”

The spell loosely translated to, “Oh the Queen of succubus, oh almighty enchantress, grant me with the power to forbid dreamless sleep in this man and help me activate illusion in the dream state of his mind.”

And as soon as she chanted that spell by taking the name of her Queen, she disintegrated into vapor and entered inside King Dragomir’s mind.

King Dragomir was now no longer in control of his mind and dreams. His dream was taken over by the succubus and she was controlling almost every scene that King Dragomir would see.

King Dragomir found himself in the middle of a beautiful garden. He looked at his hands and noticed that he was way too young than what he actually was. He took a deep breath in and inhaled the fresh air that was filled with the sweet aroma of roses. He didn’t know why but he was feeling happy.

He slowly walked around the garden while appreciating the beauty of his Palace. While touching the flowers and smelling them, he thought to himself, “I should give a raise to the gardener for raising such wonderful flowers in my garden.”

He walked a little further and reached in front of a small pond that was by the side of that beautiful garden. And he saw a woman sitting by the side of the pond while splashing her legs in the clean water of that pond. She was laughing and playing with the water, and she sounded very happy.

The woman’s back was facing the King while she was sitting by the pond’s side. And the King could not recognize who it was. However, he had this feeling that he knew that woman from a long time ago. Something was telling the King to approach the woman and get to know her. So he followed his heart and walked in the direction of that woman.

When King Dragomir approached that woman, she stopped splashing the water and turned around to see who was behind her.

King Dragomir was awestruck by the beauty of the woman in front of him. She was very young, maybe in her teenage. She had long and wavy silver hair. Her skin was glowing with pure youthfulness. And her cheeks were starting to turn red when she saw a stranger gawking at her.

Dragomir felt like he had seen this beauty somewhere before but he could not exactly pinpoint where and when. Enchanted by her beauty, Dragomir decided to sit by the side of that young girl. He took off his shoes and then sat down. Then his eyes immediately fell on his own reflection in the pond.

And his eyes were wide open with amazement. His reflection was showing that he was in his teenage years. He touched his face to check if it was real or it was just a dream. But everything felt very real.

“Just a while ago, was I dreaming that I had become old and had lots of wives and children? Or am I dreaming now? But this feels too real to be a dream. Maybe… I had a very long and bad dream before coming to this garden.” Dragomir thought to himself and diverted his attention to the young and lovely girl by his side.

When he looked at her, the girls also happened to look at him and he bravely asked, “What is your name?”

The girl smiled very shyly and replied, “Auvera.”

King Dragomir also smiled at the girl and introduced himself, “I am Dragomir.”

The shy girl chuckled and replied, “I know. Who doesn’t know a Prince?”

“Prince? I thought I was a King.” Dragomir thought to himself. And then he smacked his head and scolded himself inwardly, “How can you even forget your own position? You were a King in your dream. This is reality and here, you are just a Prince. And your father, the actual King, is still alive.”

The succubus had taken some reference from the first time that Dragomir had met Auvera, and she was creating her own version of illusion to trap King Dragomir in her seduction. And the King was falling right into the trap, so much so that he had lost the sense of what was real and what was a dream.

“So where do you live Auvera?” Dragomir tried to find that out so that he would be able to visit that lovely lady from time to time.

Auvera began to splash the water again and replied in riddles, “I live wherever my heart leads me to.”

Dragomir smiled and stared at the happy beauty for some time. Then he craftily questioned again, “Is that so? Then will you tell me where your heart will lead you so that I can also follow your heart?”

Auvera covered her mouth and then chuckled again. “You are such a flirt!”

Dragomir gave a sly smirk and said in a smooth tone, “I thought I was a Prince. But ‘flirt’ will also work if you are the one to call me that.”

Auvera laughed again and Dragomir was already wrapped around in the beauty of that girl.

Dragomir and Auvera talked with each other for some more time. They were teasing each other, sharing things about each other, laughing and splashing the water at each other, and were enjoying each other’s company.

After some time, Auvera suddenly got up and said, “I have to go now. My mother will scold me if I am gone for too long.”

Dragomir was sad when she said that; he did not want that beautiful girl to ever leave his side. So he also got up and tried to stop her. “Won’t you stay for a little longer? I will talk with your mother if she is going to scold you.”

But Auvera fidgeted with her fingers and denied, “No, I have to go now.”

As she was about to turn around and leave, Dragomir held her hand and pulled her. He put his hand around her waist and then leaned forward to kiss Auvera.

Auvera did not resist at all. She closed her eyes and waited for Dragomir to kiss her.

And Dragomir did just that. He kissed the beauty that was in his arms. But when his lips touched hers, he felt a sharp sting in his heart. He winched in pain and then instantly opened his eyes.

And he immediately shouted, “Who the hell are you? What have you done to me?”

As soon as he said those words, the magic wore off.. And before Dragomir could see the real form of the succubus, she left the control of his dream and got out of his mind.