“Still Furious Furia, huh? A magistrate with a lethal temper is a volatile mix.” She grasped my frozen wrist, and guided it to my side, “It was a distasteful jest. Adrianna is currently coordinating things with Certiok. She should be down in a moment.” She cocked her head inquiringly, “Why were you so ready to believe that I would do that?” “Maybe you felt threatened by her.” I said, purposefully filling my mind with nonsensical thoughts. It was a trick Adrianna had made me learn after she’d told me the truth of Elena. Don’t try to not think of something; that will only lead a mind-reader to their destination. Think of a million things at once, and she’ll be lost in your head. I could feel her probing, but it was only with a benign curiosity that she did, lingering on my thoughts of sex and the flashes of desire I felt when my eyes lingered on her breasts. “I don’t feel threatened by Adrianna, nor any of you.” She said, guiding my knife back into its scabbard, and smirked up at me, “I would prefer that the next time you try to stab me, you use a different weapon.” She rested her hand over the bulge in my cloak, and gave me a peck on the lips. It was a closed-mouth kiss, but the mere touch of her was enough to make me achingly hard. She left me with a knowing glint her eyes, and turned to reveal Adrianna standing behind her, watching us. “They are ready to see you, Your Highness.” Adrianna said, bowing her head. “ Your Highness, my queen, my lady, ” Yavara made a disgusted noise, “when it’s just us friends, call me ‘Yavara.’” “ Friends? ” I mouthed to Adrianna as Yavara walked to the atrium’s entrance. Adrianna just shook her head. We followed Yavara across the drawbridge and into the light of day. A sound like I’d never heard in all my life swelled from the city, and when Yavara stopped at the top of stairs, asian the sound exploded. The people were packed between the towers, covering the boulevard, stretching back all the way past japanese the Knife River bridge and onto the imperial highway. They roiled like sea, waving thousands of banners, roaring like the wind until the sounded gained rhythm. “Ya-va-ra, Ya-va-ra, Ya-va-ra…” Yavara basked in it at the top of the steps, holding her arms outstretched as if to embrace the entire city. Then she raised one open hand, and a silence washed over them. “My people,” she shouted, “I have come to bring you news of victory! ” And if the sound before was ear-splitting, this was deafening. It seemed to hit us like something physical, vibrating in our chest, ringing between our temples. With anyone else I would have driven up, pushing my pulsing erection into her cunt, but this was Scarlett—a twenty-five year old virgin who had promised herself that she would wait for Mr. Right, the man she’d spend the rest of her life with. The wagon had arrived and her eyes darted between the coach and us. "My God!" "No, not usually. “Oh japanese no no no, not at all. I was stripped completely naked. She shuddered, churning her up, driving the MILF wild. He shook his head yes. Jane sighed at the lovely touch. then the feeling of my stretched sphincter muscles twitching and trembling like an open hungry mouth, the sensation of it being so asian gaped and the gentle cool breeze felt like it was blowing straight into me. "Names Evan."