“I agree whole-heartedly.” I proclaimed, asian watching Ternias’s jaw twitch in its fixed smile, “And effective immediately, I am issuing a decree to nationalize our forces. The Highland army is the Highland army, and must remain as such lest we let avarice drag us into civil war.” My smile broadened, “Will that satisfy ‘some of us,’ Lord Ternias?” Ternias grimaced. “Should we convene tomorrow when you have a candidate to head the oversight committee?” “No need to wait.” I said, then gestured across the room, “I nominate Lady Catherine Jonias to head the committee.” I watched her go pale, then turned back to Ternias, “I am sure she will do a wonderful job.” Ternias bowed, and tipped his metaphorical cap. Well played, my queen. The gesture seemed to say. The court adjourned soon after, and I beckoned Eric to go frolic with the nobles and smooth the edges of the day’s Sucking Cock battle. Lady Jonias couldn’t leave fast enough, and Ternias made a point of lingering. I turned to leave out the door behind the throne, when a familiar face stopped me. “My queen?” Lady Lydia Straltaira said, standing before the twin thrones. She was the last person I wanted to see, but she was a force in the Noble Court I couldn’t ignore. “Yes?” I inquired. “I would like to speak privately with you, if I could.” She said. I inclined my head to the door Hardcore only royalty could use, and she walked up the steps, and followed me through the exit. The next room was a modest parlor, one that I would use to prepare myself in the mirror before going to battle. I gestured for Lady Straltaira to sit, but I remained standing. “What is it you wish to speak of, my lady?” mature I asked, folding my arms before my chest. She studied me, noting without fail the position I’d put her in. She was no fool. She eased into the chair, accepting her role. “Are the rumors about my daughter true?” “What rumors are these?” “I’d prefer not to play your games outside of the court, Your Highness.” She replied with just the right amount of respect and contempt. My lip curled. “There are many rumors regarding Elena. Which one do you speak of?” She narrowed her eyes. “Is it true that she’s a traitor, or is it true that she is dead?” I pondered her for a moment, my hand resting on my chin. I japanese could still smell her daughter on my fingers, and savored immensely the scent lingering in my nostrils. Elena was my secret, something precious, something to be kept hidden in the darkest corner of my life. Secrets spilled like water from a sieve in the Noble Court. Lydia Straltaira was an old-guard conservative, a staunch ally of the throne, and a well-versed player in the court. Admitting Elena was a traitor to her would be like announcing it on the floor of the court, for she would not trust me to keep the secret, nor would she dare continue to operate as a stateswoman when such a volatile truth could blow up in her face at any time. She would resign, and with no heirs to claim the Straltaira seat, I would have to fight Lord Ternias to replace it with a sycophant. Still, news of Elena’s death might break the stone woman, and that would ultimately lead to the same outcome. “have this chinnee . Hold your bro’s dick in your tender fist” maa said shaking my tool. I haven’t been—” Standing in the doorway was Leah Bardot from class. I am actually surprised it worked," she said. Tonight’s play is a story of devil worship and sacrifice. Jessica covered up japanese with her left hand. Jessie heard Bethany cry out and saw the girl tumbling towards them from the corner of her vision. We just made each other cum like crazy with our oral skills. 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