“He’s a very useful man.” I said, “If you decide to throw him to the wolves, so be it, but a wise queen might put his skills to task.” “You think I’ll help you?! ” Adarian laughed behind me. Yavara looked at me like she agreed with him. “It’s your choice.” I said to her, then clapped her shoulder, and made my way to the stairs. “Wait.” She said, turning toward me, “ Mercy isn’t a weakness, Prestira told me that. Did you tell that to her?” “No, she taught it to me.” ELENA We were in Leveria’s preparation room, the mulling sound of the Noble Court filtering from the oak door I stared at. I’d faced down a pack of feral goblins with more poise than this. The stately dress Leveria had crammed me in was the antithesis of the utilitarian clothes I was used to. The coreset compressed my diaphragm to the point of asphyxiation, stabbed into my back, and pressed my tits together so tight I thought they’d burst, which seemed wholly unnecessary since the bodice covered every inch of my bosom. The skirt was structured so that it plumed from my waist like the wilting head off a mushroom, and long enough that it covered my feet, which were crammed into heels a size too small for me. “Stop that!” Leveria hissed, slapping at my hand, “You’ll mess up the lacing and look like a common whore!” “I’d eat every ass in that room just to loosen up this torture device you’ve force me into.” I hissed back, failing at finding a comfortable position within the garment. “I know you’re used to being dressed like a homeless person, but this is the Noble Court, and there’s such upskirt a thing as etiquette.” Leveria scolded, fussing with me. “An ambassador from Alkandra wouldn’t give a shit about etiquette. Give me one of your pencil skirts with the infinite neckline and let me be a comfortable slut.” “So that everyone can ogle your bulge? How much do you want to explain at once today?” “I could’ve worn a gown.” “You japanese really are hopeless, you know that? This is a gown , a bouffant gown, and this is what you wear to court. An evening gown, which is what you’re thinking of, is what you wear when you’re going to a ball.” She pulled hard on the lacings, stealing my breath, “Now, it might make sense for an ambassador from Alkandra to look like a slut, but you’re not just here to appease the Lowland diplomat, but to show the Noble Court that you’re my agent and will do as you’re told! ” “Oh, just let me have an inch of slack!” “Relax your shoulders, arch your back, and tilt your pelvis forward. Legs together, Elena! There, better?” “No!” I wheezed, “Holy shit, how can you wear this?!” “With dignity! Come now, you were more composed when teen I was cutting pieces off you!” “God, it’s hot!” I gasped, fanning myself with a white-gloved hand, “I need a glass of water!” “Don’t mess up your hair!” “I just need to wipe my forehead; I’m sweating like a pig.” I stumbled on my heels, and barely caught myself on the wall. “Are uniform you having a panic attack?” Leveria’s voice seemed to come from somewhere else. “Don’t let her see me like this.” I muttered against the wall. “Who? Your asian mother?” I nodded. The truth is, I really really really liked it. Keri obliges very willingly, determined to demonstrate her sexual prowess. Katie smiled and flashed teen her eyes wide then turned and bounced to her room. But now…. Her japanese skinny legs blended right up to her tiny red rump. He reached into my depths. After being single for only two days, I already wanted to tell Sophie. I want you to know upskirt that, dont think bad of asian your mother uniform cause she is the most amazing person you know. When Mike started sucking Lindsey's fingers, cleaning his remains from his sister's hand Sue came again as I did. I will wait for your call. (Objectively, he's way sexier than me but I take the compliment.) “Emily…” I won't be jealous and if it requires I will help you in your endeavor' said Ravi.