“So that dried-up cunt gave her the right quest?” I demanded. I counted my heartbeats to keep track of the time. Xxx She’s trained.”
But the terror followed me all the way to my quarters. Mine showed off my flesh, my upper thighs and hips, my flat stomach, and my impressive cleavage. I gasped in delight. I bucked my hips into his thrusts as I struggled to maintain my discipline. Something fluttered through the air and the High Virgin snatched it. All the nubile elves were throwing themselves at me, but it was my future wife, Atharilesia, that had claimed me. Naked, I knelt and waited. There was a tan riding cloak that went over a simple, white robe made of wool.
