Nasiah blinked as he tilted his head in wonder. This was the first time anyone had ever asked him that.
"Your consort?"
Elyia nodded her head. "Yes, clearly, you seem to be powerful, and you're quite cute for a man as well. As someone destined to be part of the Aetree Speakers, I should have a consort one day, too."
"So you can become the very first! Doesn't that sound great!"
Nasiah remembered the Aetree Speakers. They were the group of all-women users of Magick who were said to commune with the laws of reality through the Aetree, speaking through them.
They would be like Musa, only much more powerful, experienced, and, of course, a woman.
"Hmm, I would have to refuse and raise you a different offer then, politely. Perhaps you can be my priestess instead, or if you still desire intimacy."
He placed his hand on his chest. "You can become my consort instead! The consort of the Future King!"