It seemed to be quite the violent spell. Daniel only needed a fraction of it to do what he needed. He emptied his clothes chest in his bedroom, lifted it, and brought it out to the kitchen and set it down. He filled a large bowl with water and placed it in the chest and left the lid open. He flipped through the spell book to the right page and read what he needed to do.

He listened for the girls, and he could hear them still arguing. He smiled and dropped his pants. He grabbed his cock and closed his eyes and started stroking it. He relived his threesome with Amy and Jasmine. He remembered looking down past Amy's pussy to see Jasmine smiling upside down at him. It had been so hot. He felt his balls begin to tighten. He remembered Jasmine licking his balls as he thrust into Amy. He was so close. He focused and channelled the magic and his clarity. He knew he had reduced the spell to the smallest cone of cold he could manage. He thought about what he wanted and cast the spell, pointing his free hand at the open chest in front of him. He felt the magic respond and freezing air blasted from his fingers. He could feel the cold on his hand. He heard a crackle from inside the chest and released the spell. He looked in the chest and saw the bowl of water had frozen solid. Frost covered the inside of the chest.

"Yeah!" he exclaimed.

Jasmine's bedroom door opened, and Amy looked out. She saw Daniel standing in the kitchen with his hard cock in his hand and her eyes opened wide. What the fuck? she mouthed at him. Daniel blushed and pointed at the chest. Amy looked at it and shook her head at him, looking quizzical.

“Don't worry about it," he said.

He heard Jasmine in the bedroom. “What's going on, Amy?

Daniel saw the alarm in Amy's face, and she turned back inside the bedroom. "Nothing." She closed the door and Daniel could hear their conversation resume. He heard the word "circle' and 'heart' but could make out little else.

He pushed his erection back into his pants and then washed his hands.

He closed the lid and hummed in happiness. Spell casting was working out well for him.

He prepped the salad and placed the bowl into the chest to chill it.

Then he made a vinaigrette and placed it in the chest. He looked out the kitchen window and figured it was about two hours until supper.

He covered the prepped food with towels and headed outside to chop wood. He had already cut the felled tree from the forest into logs.

He now had to split the logs. He placed the first log on his splitting log and hefted his axe.

He took a few practice swings and then started chopping. It minutes, he was soaked in sweat, and he removed his shirt. He kept chopping and a sizeable pile of split wood was building next to him. He finally stopped chopping and turned to see the three girls watching him.

Amy's face was red. Jasmine had a hand to her breast and Amber was scowling. Amy looked like she had just been caught doing something and said something to the others, and they scurried away. Daniel watched them leave and looked at the pile of wood. They could have helped bring in some fucking wood.

Daniel grabbed his log carrier and filled it with logs and kindling.

He hefted it and went back inside. He walked past the three girls.

They were clustered together with Amber in the middle. They watched him go by and set the wood down by the stove. As he stacked the wood up against the wall, he looked back at the girls. Jasmine was smirking at him. Amber looked angry still. And Amy looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here.

He stacked the kindling and wood and then built up the stove. He finally stood and turned to the girls. They were still standing there staring at him, holding hands. “What? By the Gods, you're just standing there staring at me. What is it?"

Amber looked him up and down. "Nothing."

"Right."

Amber blew air up her nose. “If you must know, I would appreciate it if you wore a shirt. You are having an effect on Amy and Jasmine."

"No."

Amber blinked. "No?"