Lael apparently felt no need to waste time undoing the straps which connected those two undergarments, instead merely tugging to one side the woolen knickers which lay beneath that belt. More or less satisfied with her efforts to readjust her appearance, she looked up at Lael and struck a dainty pose, spine straight and half turned with her hands clutched together behind her back. Won’t you get in trouble?” she asked. Patreon.com/AnonTheMouseKing
Thanks, and see you all next time. Gregoire, a sergeant in the palace guard, leaned casually against the hard stone wall next to her destination. A minor courtier with more wealth than noble blood, she had been lucky to be granted the honour of serving as a handmaiden to one of his daughters. “Whether the day comes soon or late, eventually some lord will make an honest wife of you. Read 10224 times |
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