Some of the apprentices discovered instruments such as golden harps and old horns. The imp saw they were wondering what the things did and walked over to them. Upon seeing they’d drawn his attention the four collected girls yelped in surprise.
“We’re very sorry… we didn’t mean to…” One of the girls began to apologise but found it was difficult to do when you didn’t quite know what you’d done wrong. She did know she didn’t want her head blown up though which provided a hell of an incentive.
“Hey, ease up baby. You lot wanna know what they do?” He nodded to the instruments in their hands.
She looked down at the harp she was holding with trembling fingers and then back to him with a shy nod.
“Alright, lean down so I can reach ya.” Pugward said as he reached up with his spidery fingers, clearly wanting to grasp the girl’s head.
At this, the girl promptly passed out with fright and slumped to the ground. With a quick flick of his hands the imp caught her with a spell and set her down gently.
“Well this sure as hell ain’t my smoothest moment.” Pugward grumbled before turning his head to look at the next apprentice who was normally a healthy looking red haired girl that had currently lost all the colour in her face.
Pugward growled in frustration. He turned to Malika who had been watching the whole thing and trying to stifleughter.
“Oi! Mind doin’ be a favour boss?” He called over to her.
“Sure Pugward, what do you want?” Malika yed along, loud enough for everyone to hear.
“Could you order me not to hurt any of these girls?” The apprentices all looked at him now, some smiling at his obvious theatricality.
“Pugward you can not hurt any of these girls.” Malika ordered with mock sternness.
“Great.” He turned back to the girl he’d been talking to who he was happy to see had found some colour in her cheeks again. “So there, I gotta do what she says don’t I? Now ya don’t have to shit yourself. C’mere and I’ll show you what that in your hand does.”
The girl was hesitant but another of the remaining three, a tall girl with long blonde hair who looked almost as old as Malika lowered her head. Pugward was pleased to see that this was also one of the girls who had shed her cloak in favour of a silver chain about her hips and a golden tiara on her head. Everything else remained bare for his viewing pleasure as she leaned close to him. He reached out and lightly touched his fingers to the sides of her head, her blonde hair was full and luscious to the touch. There was a moment of absolute silence throughout the room before the imp released her and she stood upright.
The girl seemed a little puzzled for a moment before she looked down at the beautiful lute in her hand that was decorated with gold leaf patterns. She brought it up to the proper position and began to y as if she’d practiced all her life. The music that filled the hall was as beautiful as she was and sheughed as she yed. The remaining two girls bumped their heads together as they both leaned toward Pugward after seeing what he had done. They had never heard music before and found it to be one of the most incredible things they had ever known. The imp chuckled and did the same for them both and they joined in ying their harp and the flute respectively. Another harp was added to the melodious song they all yed together after Pugward lifted the first girl from her impromptu sleep and gave her the gift of music.
Once they were all ying the imp stood back and admired his handy work. The music had the desired effect, for through no spell or influence on his part other than the harmless music they yed, the women began to dance. More cloaks were shed as they got in the way of the movements and he got to watch them experiment with the different tunes and what movements they enjoyed. He was having the time of his life until he felt two pairs of hands grab him from behind.
“Hey! What gives?” He asked as Shanti and Malika lifted him above their heads.
“Well Pugward, we want to thank you for all you’ve done but we’re not doing anything with you until you’ve had a bath.” Shanti told him with a rather evil smirk.
“Hey no, wait… I’m an imp. We don’t bloody well get wet! We’re like cats and, er, deserts! Yeah.” He began to wriggle in their grasp trying to escape but they weren’t having it. What’s more since Malika was holding him like this he couldn’t get free.
“No Pugward, you’re like something the cat dragged in.” Malika spoke as they carried him out of the treasury. The apprentices all followed along with themughing cheerfully at the spectacle.
“Aw c’mon guys. You don’t need to do this. I’ll sleep at the bottom of the bed, down wind.” He promised as he struggled even more when he saw therge pool of water he was about to be thrown into.
“Wouldn’t you rather sleep between us?” Shanti asked him, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.
This put Pugward in a harsh position since although his aversion to bathing was a thorough part of his psyche, so was wanting to nestle between two ridiculously attractive women every night. Malika took his silence as an opportunity and cast a simple spell to heat therge bathing pool to heat it up. They then dunked him under the water unceremoniously to the cheers andughter of the apprentices. When he arose coughing and spluttering he found Malika had released him to strip out of her new clothes and Shanti alone was holding him in the water.
Shanti really should have been a great deal more worried when she saw the wolfish grin form on his mouth. Without Malika’s touch to keep him under control he was easily able to send Shanti flying over his head tond on her back in the water. This brought about more hoots ofughter from the girls as they started to run into the enormous pool of hot water. Pugward took the initiative and hopped out of the pool but turned back to sit on the edge and cast a spell that turned the entire pool into an oversized juzi with bubbles of air lifting throughout the water making the girls squeal with surprise and delight.Material ? N?velDrama.Org.