Femdom Island - Chapter 224 Mother X Kids

The grand council hall buzzed with anticipation as the representatives from various races took their seats.

The air was charged with tension, for this meeting held the fate of the elven kingdom and its diverse inhabitants as well as the other races. At the centre of attention stood Nikol, the main attraction and the chain in this council known for his wisdom and fairness even among the races,

Nikol’s voice resonated through the hall as he began his address, why he came to the decision of leaving the elven kingdom.

Murmurs spread across the chamber as curious eyes fixed upon Nikol, awaiting his explanation. Clearing his throat, he continued,

“For months now, elves and humans have coexisted within the elven kingdom. Our mingling of cultures and traditions has enriched both our societies. However, as time has passed, I’ve come to realize that we have neglected the true essence of our identities.”

Tisha understood what he was getting into.

The representatives leaned forward, captivated by Nikol’s words. “I propose that each race should inhabit its own distinct territory, where they can thrive and preserve their unique heritage. Elves, with our profound connection to nature and magic, should establish our own haven. And humans, with their industrious spirit and ingenuity, deserve a place where they can flourish unhindered by elven influence.”

His main idea was not to destroy the legacy of these races by mixing them and minimising their abilities.

After all unlike elves, humans are more leaned onto the industrial development.

A wave of murmurs erupted within the council chamber, interweaving curiosity, scepticism, and ponderous consideration. Nikol’s proposition challenged the status quo, but it also presented an opportunity for self-discovery and growth.

A human representative Usha also rose from her seat, her eyes reflecting both admiration and a hint of reluctance. “Nikol, your words strike a chord within us. We humans, too, have felt the weight of assimilation and the gradual erosion of our traditions.

Eva continued what Usha wanted to say. “If we truly respect the legacy of each race, perhaps it is time we find our own path as well.”

Nods of agreement rippled through the chamber, demonstrating the genuine consideration given to Nikol’s proposal. The councillors began engaging in passionate debates, exploring the potential benefits and challenges of this monumental decision.

After hours of discourse, the council members reached a consensus. The elven kingdom would undergo a transformation back to how they were and there was something special.

“And in between the forest, I will build a new place, not a kingdom nor a race, it is a small town, where every race co-exists, the place girls will visit to meet me,” Nikol knew this would allow more growth instead of holding back the potential of his children.

“That’s a nice idea, I really like that,” One by one every representative agreed with his words.

It would be a bittersweet departure, marked by mutual respect and understanding.

Nikol, standing tall amidst the council, smiled with a mix of relief and determination. His words ignited a flame of change, a spark that would reshape the elven kingdom and foster a future where every race could thrive.

It was a daring vision, one that would test the bonds between races, but also one that held the promise of unity and newfound harmony.

And so, as the council adjourned, the elven kingdom prepared for a transition unlike any other. The legacy of the elves, humans and every other race would now be etched in separate realms, where each race could flourish and honour the traditions that defined them.

And in the middle of the land will be the town, which would become a worshipping place in future for the god, who made this land flourish into one of the most developed lands tied by one blood.

As soon as the meeting ended the seriousness of the hall quickly got replaced by the chatters of the girls, who suddenly flocked around Nikol like birds with their children.

“Nikol, dear,” a golden-haired beastkin queen maiden exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with affection. “Our children have been waiting so eagerly for you. They long to hear their names from your lips. We want you to name them,”

Nikol’s heart swelled with paternal pride as he looked upon the joyful faces of the children, each bearing a striking resemblance to their enchanting mothers. He gathered them close, feeling a sense of gratitude for the love they had brought into his life.

Before doing that, he had to ask everyone to calm down because everyone was trying to shove their children into Nikol forcefully.

“Don’t fight, I’m in a good mood, so let’s all spend the day together,” Nikol said with a warm smile. “Let us gather in the garden, where the whispers of nature shall guide us in naming each of you.”

Taking a few kids in his hands, he led everyone to the garden where they were greeted with the wholesome chirping of the birds and the sweet scent of the flowers.

Nikol found a comfortable spot beneath a towering oak tree and sat down, motioning for the girls to gather around him. They formed a semi-circle, their eyes fixed on him, brimming with anticipation.

“Today is a special day,” Nikol began, his voice carrying a hint of magic. “We have the privilege of naming each one of our children, so that your individual spirits can shine through in the world.”

The woman listened intently, their smiles widening as they felt the weight of the moment.

Each child was unique, with their own distinct personality and qualities waiting to be honoured with a name.

Never in his dreams, Nikol thought he would have kids so early in his life and that also more than ten thousand of them. Even though he can’t give the same care and love to each and every one of them, he had a lot of plans prepared so that he can interact with them at least monthly.

Nikol took a deep breath, savouring the crispness of the air, and closed his eyes for a moment, silently seeking inspiration from the surrounding beauty. The children followed suit, their hearts open to the whispers of nature and the wisdom it held.

After a brief moment of quiet reflection, Nikol opened his eyes and looked at the first child, a girl with bright golden eyes and a mischievous grin, just like her mother.

“You,” he said, his voice gentle yet firm, “shall be called Luna. Your spirit is as radiant as the moon, always ready to illuminate the darkness with your joyful presence.”

Leona’s eyes widened with delight as her kids’ new name settled upon her. The other women exchanged excited glances, eagerly anticipating their own children’s names.

Nikol continued, bestowing unique names upon each child, each one resonating with their essence. There was Orion, with his adventurous spirit that mirrored the constellation’s grandeur. And Aurora, whose laughter sparkled like the dawn’s first light.

As the children received their names, their faces lit up with a newfound sense of identity. They embraced their names, feeling a deeper connection to the world around them and to Nikol, the caring figure who had guided them on this journey and whose blood running through their veins.

The garden seemed to rejoice with the children, the birds singing in harmony and the flowers blooming with added vibrancy. Nature herself seemed to celebrate the birth of these new identities as if acknowledging their place in the tapestry of life.

“I can’t wait to see them growing up,” Nikol said and decided to give his attention to the woman instead of the child.

It wasn’t one filled with lust, but he just talked with them and asked them about their life and their likes and dislikes. It was a wholesome meeting which deepened their love even more toward this amazing man, who made their lives even more amazing.

They had nothing but love and respect for the man, who took them out of the living hell they were living.

But their happy time was suddenly disturbed by an elven guard that came in their direction in a hurry with her face looking rather pale.

“The wall! one of the monsters broke the wall!” She had a pale face, as she saw one of the most terrifying things she had seen in her whole life.

Nikol quickly got up from his spot and teleported to the wall without even waiting for the others to react and there he saw Zenda facing the orc that had drool coming out of its mouth with its skin looking a little darkened and eyes looking like they were lifeless.

“Zenda! get behind me, you can’t face it,” Nikol teleported again in front of Zenda.

“Nikol!” She exclaimed as she had no idea where he came from, but then she saw the result of his action.

The same hand that protected her disappered all of a sudden as it change into ashes showing what would have happened to her, if she touched the orc.

“Nikol!” She shouted, but then she saw Nikol’s hand growing again without even taking a lot of time for it to regenerate.

“Leave this to me! Stay behind, I want to find what caused this monster to become like this,” Nikol said and quickly used his regenerated hand and attacked the enemy causing it to be thrown back into the forest.