No one ever seemed to realise that. Yes, each person she interviewed was inevitably left in a catatonic state for a short while as they recovered from the shock of having someone in their mind, but Avery had to waste her days in the mind of simple commoners! She didn’t care about their names, families, histories or any of it, yet where was her sympathy? Where was her helping hand? No, all she got was hatred and fear from everyone. She had been tasked by Ariela to route out her toy, the former Prince Belind’s helpers, as she had been certain that there was someone in the palace, if not helping him directly, then at least ferrying messages for him, but Avery asian anal japanese had discovered nothing. She asian had completed the last of the interviews that very morning and now had the solemn task of reporting to Ariela. She was not looking forward to it. As she arrived in the Throne Room she cast her dark eyes around, scrutinising the guards and servants there to serve Ariela’s beck and call and all, wisely, averted her gaze, looking down towards their feet. She noted with glee a few drops of sweat and a few shakes of fear. Usually it was only Ariela herself who could command such fear, but it would take more than a couple of weeks to forget just what Avery had put them each through. She approached the Throne and, uniquely, did not bow or kneel as was customary. It was an acknowledged sign of respect from Ariela that this was not required, though she still had to maintain other formalities. “My Queen,” Avery said, voice conveying her respect as she stood before her, looking right at the Queen's emerald eyes. Ariela sat on her Throne proud and strong even as she leaned back lazily, her hand resting on the arm of the Throne, the former Prince Belind sat on a pillow at her feet, wearing degradingly feminine attire, yet seeming content, despite the large audience witnessing his continued humiliation. “My Inquisitor,” Ariela responded, her tone conveying that she wasn’t using the phrase as a greeting but more of a statement, Avery was her Inquisitor. Her property, “Have you finished delving into the minds of my subjects?” Avery maintained her stare, but even the Dark Queen Ariela wouldn't look her in the eyes, the soul gaze such an uncomfortable prospect, despite the fact she would have to be willing for it to occur, “I have, my Queen.” “And?” Ariela leaned forward a little, letting a hand trace down to play idly with a strand of Belind’s hair, treating him like a lap dog. “All your subjects within the Palace submitted to my practice, my Queen. I found no traitors, no one who is or would be willing to help the Prince.” Avery said, level, though she had to stop herself asian japanese sex from swallowing nervously. It should have been good news, the certainty of loyalty in the palace, but when you know there's a leak, you don't want to hear where it isn't coming from. “I see.” Ariela said, succinctly, “And you’re quite sure you checked the mind of everyone?” Avery nodded once, “Yes my Queen. The servant masters were very certain and they themselves are loyal. The only one in this Palace you can be uncertain of is that of Belind. Though, he would not submit to my probing, if, perhaps you would let me, I-” “Two,” Ariela said simply and gay Avery had to stop herself scowling at the tiny smirk that appeared on Belind's lips, but more pressing was the single twitch around Ariela’s eye. “I’m sorry my Queen?” “There are two I can be uncertain of,” Ariela said simply, her tone dry. A few of her guards shuffled back a step and raised their shields ever so slightly as if they knew that tone was often followed by something… Messy. Avery turned her mind over quickly, trying to think of who she might’ve missed and felt a sudden drop in her stomach, “If you… Doubt my loyalty… My Queen…” The Queen stared at a point on Avery's forehead sternly for a few long moments and Avery had the amateurs odd, backwards sensation as if Ariela was staring into her own mind, though she knew it was just her own paranoia. “Mm,” There was a pregnant pause in the air, everyone holding a collective breath, “no, no you’ve proven your loyalty to me already. Billy Joe was glued to him. Why not sell his and we’ll split the proceeds and I’ll apply asian mine toward the cost of some goodies you can make for me. If you have any trouble getting a good price for the items, let me know. “I just wanted to see if everything was all right. 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