Darkotas finally arrived home wanting nothing other then to take a nice long nap. However, when he entered his bedroom he saw that was not to be the case. On his bed someone, most likely Iximaz, had left a note and several roses. "Follow the trail of roses and I'll show you something special," read the note.
The idea of taking a nap was instantly dismissed from his mind. The only thing he could think of was what wonders awaited him at the end of the trail.
After a brief walk, Darkotas saw that the roses led into a rather large rosebush. There must be room for two people in there, he thought.
He pushed aside some of the branches to make an entrance for himself and went in, ready for the greatness that must be waiting on the other side. What he saw next made him shake his head and look again.
There, in the middle of the rather spacy rosebush, was none other than Kaitlyn, lying naked on the soft grass. "Come here handsome," she whispered mischievously.
For a while, all Darkotas could do was stare at the sexy woman before him. Finally, he managed to sputter out a few words, "What about Huinesoron and Iximaz?"
"What they don't know won't hurt them," she replied.
With that being all he needed, Darkotas bent down and kissed her, using more tongue than lips. The two lovers then took of Darkotas' clothes very quickly and did very dirty things to each other.
Huinesoron was walking to his next lesson when he heard a rustling that made him stop. His keen elven senses allowed him to find the source with great ease. A rosebush was shaking quite a bit with faint moans emanating from it. He knew that he shouldn't look but curiosity overwhelmed him.
When he peeked inside he stared. There was his wife getting it on with Darkotas. They were too busy to realize he was there. Smirking, he continued on his way.
Darkotas was having the time of his life.
His partner lay in the rosebush with him, and as time passed the situation became more and more heated. He looked at the figure intertwined with him - glassy features, curves in all the right places, nothing short of perfect. Huinesoron was a fool to give up a relationship like this for his student. Darkotas leaned in to whisper sweet nothings to his partner.
The teapot in the rosebush said nothing.
Back in his house, Desdendelle stared at the note he found on his bed. "Your teapot is in another castle", it said.
"NOOOOOOOOO!"
That was when Neshomeh burst through the doorway, looking grim. She'd heard the Big No from outside, and surveyed the scene in the bedroom with the exact opposite of surprise.
"You too, huh?" she said to Des. "I came to warn you, but alas, I am too late. That rotten teapot... that painted ceramic whore! She's betrayed us for the last time, I swear it! There's only one thing left to do, and I think you know what I'm talking about."
She met Des' eyes, the lenses of her glasses flashing, and nodded significantly....