Tale of a Hedonistic wizard

"You heard of them, novoyants?"

"Yeah, the last few days papers were filled with them."

"I think I saw one of them. There was this lady, man! You should have seen her absolute beauty. She was ordering them."

Jaegar thought of someone matching his description.

As Jaegar and Liam continued their conversation, Liam leaned in closer and spoke in a hushed tone, his voice filled with a mix of curiosity and concern. "Jaegar, I didn't want to mention this earlier, but there's something more to that lady and the novoyants."

Jaegar's interest was instantly piqued. He turned to Liam, urging him to continue. "Okay, now, tell me."

Liam took a deep breath before revealing, "I saw them secretly, just a few days ago. It was late at night, and I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk on East Street. I saw that lady there with a few armed soldiers, gathered there."

"There were three members, dressed pecuilar; I could tell that they were novoyants, judging by their age and dresses. There looked different from the soldiers."

Jaegar's eyes narrowed. He hadn't expected Liam to have such an encounter. "What were they doing, Liam?"

Liam hesitated for a moment, choosing his words carefully. "They were taking a child away, Jaegar. I couldn't see exactly what was happening, but it didn't look right. It was like some kind of operation, but everything was shrouded in secrecy."

"Were they doing anything to the child, like forcing the child to move or restraining her?"

Liam's brows creased together, and he replied, "No, they didn't do anything to her, and I haven't stayed until the end to see. From what I can tell, there were no disturbances."

Jaegar held his glass tighter, and his thoughts ran back to the primal atoll incident.

"What did you do then, Liam?" Jaegar asked, his voice low and serious.

Liam looked troubled. "I didn't know what to do at the time. I was too far away to intervene, and I didn't want to draw attention to myself. I mean, I couldn't possibly go out there and ask them what they were up to," he said, smiling wryly.

Jaegar nodded, understanding him.

Liam heaved a sigh and said, "Enough about that, let's talk about something else."

Jaegar nodded and talked about their colleges and stuff.

After indulging themselves in the talk and the alcohol, Jaegar noticed the time, and it was past midnight. Liam, too, noticed the clock.

Liam clapped Jaegar on the back. "Let's not wait so long before our next meet-up, okay? Life's too short for that."

Jaegar smiled and agreed, "You're right, Liam. We'll do this again soon."

With that, they exchanged heartfelt goodbyes and parted ways. Jaegar headed towards his car, while Liam decided to walk a bit before catching a cab home.

As Jaegar drove through the nearly empty streets, his mind was filled with thoughts of the evening. He had reconnected with an old friend, shared laughter, and temporarily escaped the complexities of his life.

He thought about what Liam said, and he was somewhat sceptical about the bureau keeping their words, he couldn't help but worry about the child Liam mentioned.

With these thoughts in mind, he finally arrived home, parked the car, and entered the house.

Entering the house through the creaking main door, Jaegar found the lights out, and the rooms appeared shrouded in darkness.

He had indulged in a bit of alcohol, his steps uneven as he ascended the stairs with deliberate caution.

In the hushed stillness, he approached his aunt's room, finding the door ajar. Pushing it open gently, he stole a glance inside, confirming that Diana was fast asleep.

Jaegar treaded quietly, stepping inside her room, and approached her bedside. Crouching down, he brought his gaze level with Diana's serene, slumbering countenance.

A soft, genuine smile graced his lips at the sight of his beloved aunt, her tranquil repose touching his heart.

Just as he was lost in the tender moment, Diana's voice pierced the silence, startling him from his reverie. "Are you drunk?" she inquired, her tone carrying a hint of motherly concern.

Jaegar, still crouched by the bedside, replied with a hint of mirth, "You haven't slept yet?"

Diana confirmed his suspicion with a gentle shake of her head. "No, I've been waiting for you to come home. Did you have a good time?"

Jaegar's features softened as he nodded affirmatively. "Yes, I did. It was good, catching up with some old friends."

Diana's lips curled into a fond smile as she reached up to rub her nose, her affection for her nephew evident. "Just how much did you drink?" she inquired, her eyes filled with warmth and understanding.

Jaegar playfully raised his palm, his fingers forming a subtle gesture. "Just a little," he replied nonchalantly.

Diana's voice broke the silence once more. "You always know how to make my heart race, don't you?" She spoke softly, with a hint of amusement in her tone.

Jaegar stirred slightly, his eyelids fluttering open. He looked up at his aunt with a sleepy smile. "I do my best, Mom."

Diana chuckled and reached out to ruffle his hair gently. "You certainly succeeded tonight, sweetie. But now that you're back safely, I can rest easy."

Jaegar stretched lazily, his movements languid from the effects of the alcohol. "I'm glad to be home," he murmured. "It's been quite a night."

Diana nodded in agreement. "It's essential to spend time with friends and family and enjoy life, despite all that chaos."

Jaegar's eyes met hers, and he nodded. "I will, Mom. I certainly will."

With that assurance, Diana couldn't help but feel reassured. She knew that Jaegar was growing up, facing his own challenges, and making his own choices. But as long as he was safe and happy, she would support him every step of the way.

Jaegar, already half-dreaming, mumbled a soft response. "Goodnight, Mom."

With that, he allowed the alcohol-induced weariness to wash over him. Keeping his hands on the edge of the bed, he rested his head upon them, his eyelids growing heavy with drowsiness.

Diana sighed, a mixture of exasperation and fondness colouring her expression.

She moved with the practised grace of a loving guardian, gently tucking Jaegar into bed. "Why does he weigh so much?" She groaned softly under her breath as she manoeuvred his inert form.

With diligence, Diana finally managed to settle her nephew under the comforter, her maternal instincts guiding her every action.

Contentment washed over her as she snuggled beside him, their familial bond unbreakable.

As the room embraced them in its peaceful ambience, Diana settled beside Jaegar on the bed. She placed a gentle kiss on his forehead and whispered, "Goodnight, my dear boy."

The soft moonlight streamed through the curtains, casting a gentle glow over the room. Jaegar lay sprawled on the bed, his breathing steady and deep as he slumbered after a night of revelry. Diana, his caring aunt, and his mother couldn't help but smile at her nephew's antics.

As she gazed at his relaxed expression, her heart swelled with affection for the young man who had become such an integral part of her life.

Together, they drifted into the soothing embrace of slumber, wrapped in the warmth of their enduring connection.

They drifted into a serene slumber, sharing a bond that went beyond mere family ties. In the quiet of the night, their love and connection shone brightly.

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Diana's POV:

It was early in the morning, the sun still hadn't come out yet.

Through the dim light, my gaze turned to the young man lying beside me, still sleeping.

As I lay there thinking about what happened last night, I realized that I fell asleep watching him sleep, my boy, my joy,

Seeing him, I moved my hand up to his face, caressing his cheek.

I could watch his sleeping face all day if I could.

He's so calm and looks very tender yet charming even in sleep.

He came home a little tipsy last night, I think it was the first time in his life that he drank.

I moved in not able to resist the luscious of his lips, kissing him, Jaegar stirred awake by my movement and saw me kissing him.

He kissed me back, then I moved back.

He adjusted himself so that his arm went under my head, and I snuggled next to him, feeling my nipples graze against his side and chest. I put my head on his shoulder.

"Morning, sweetie," I said softly.

He smiled, looked over with sleepy eyes, and kissed me on the lips, again.

"Hi gorgeous," he said hoarsely. "Was I too inebriated the previous night?"

I chuckled softly and shook my head. "No, not at all," I reassured him. "You were perfect."  I smiled back at him and kissed him again.

With that, I moved my hand from his chest down his stomach and could feel the bulge in his shorts.

"There's another one who's awake."