That's what your brother wants.” I glanced up to Sven leading his mount kneehighsocks with Zanyia scampering at his heels and Nathalie striding beside him like she was out on a berry picking trip to the woods, her blonde pigtails swaying about her head as she giggled at something he said. I furrowed my brow. I wanted to kill prince Meinard. He murdered my parents and my little sister. He set our house on fire to kill Sven, only my brother and I were not home and escaped the flames. The fire burned in my dreams, lighting up Prince Meinard's soldiers standing outside. “If you were free, what would you do?” Ealaín asked. Irritation flared through me, fed by my weariness. “Well, I'm not free. He killed my sister! My parents! And I have this dumb amulet, too.” I glared at her. “That's why you're here, right? To help me destroy this amulet? Why are you asking these questions?” “I'm not here to help you destroy the amulet. I'm here to help you find yourself.” I frowned at that. What did that mean? “What do you truly wish you were doing? What is your true goal?” “I...” The fingers japanese of my left hand, not holding my horse's bridle, clenched. They itched. “I... I haven't truly painted in so long. Not with a real brush.” My tongue moistened my lips as I thought, the exhaustion spilling off mind, letting me think. “Illusions aren't the same. They're...” I searched for the right word. “They're too real. And it’s so quiet. I japanese looked round and saw the worker talking to Ryan. I engulfed Jason’s cock as I saw five black men undressing. She also ignored Carly’s question as to why she went in there. She had never before noticed this particular store, but maybe it was new. Full-on screaming into my knees. “But, but.” She stammered, “I, I cant got to school with no underwear on.” I stared with wide-eyes at kneehighsocks the long, smooth piece of man dangling from between her thick legs. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Bounding across the stocks we opened, leaping over the freed men and women moving to help others, came my naked lamia. I see that the restaurant is starting to close and yet we haven’t really had our dinners yet. "Cocktease!?"