"This... Would actually explain alot. " Bound to a bed, a younger teenage version of Lona laid with her eyes and face cast in a full blush. Lona turned to Myra and saw her lick her lips as she then felt the stare of Lona.
"What? Oh, come on. I wouldn't... Now. " Lona tilted her head while retaining her listless expression while hid her disbelief. "Anyway, she's broken free two, maybe three times since I got here. So... What do you want to do with your prepubecent, hormonal teenage self? "
Lona could only stare as she walked over to her younger self which only seemed to look more lost in a wild high of wild pleasure. Recalling those days, Lona remembered she would do 'it' when she first brotched that alkward stage in her life.
Seeing her hot 9th grade swimming coach during PE, she began feeling uncomfortably restless and got cranky as she often snapped at anyone for no reason other than frustration. It wasn't until she overheard some girls in the girl's locker room talk about their sex life and reputation, that they would rather f*ck b*ytoys than pleasure themsleves.
Thus, the idea was ppanted and after sone detailed information later from books and dirty magazines, began one hell of a hot-and-bothered habit that followed strong for four years straight.
Shaking her head in remembrance and shame, Lona turned to her younger, wild self and within a few seconds, strapped even more, heavy duty restraints from her memory onto the bed frame.
"Heh... Not taking anymore chances huh? " Myra spoke while leaning in the doorway.
"It's for our protection... This brat assaulted the Queen's mouth. " Lona turned and walked out of the room as the closed the door begind. "Mind keeping an eye on her-me? Ugh... "
"Hehe... Sure, no problem. "Myra walked to take a seat near the counter in tge kitchen. Lona stood still while Myra kept an eye on her. "You know, I wonder. Are you going to set up a harem on 'that' world or what? What are you planning? "
Lona felt a wave of discomfort land heavily on her shoulders.
"To be honest... I have no f*cking clue. " Myra's eyes sparkled as Lona walked and collapsed onto the cushy couch. "It's all so weird and I was supposed to die back in the other world, right? F*ck my life... "
"Hehe... You and I are really alike but, not at all at the same time. "Myra stood and walked over to Lona. "Hey... Can I kiss you? "
"What? Why? " Lona turned her head, her eyes stuck as usual yet, inside her mind, she is finding she could show her expressions with a bit of work while within her conscious mind.
"Research... So? " Lona blinked and gaped her lips as the monent she was about to answer, she dissapeared in an instant. "Tch! I let my cutie escape! "
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Outside, Lona's eyes snapped open as she immediately leaned over and threw up blood. Vora, caught by surprise, could only shiver at the sight until Lona sat firm while wiping her mouth.
"Lona... Lona, what happened? " Vora held a restless gaze as Lona tilted her head slightly, speaking in an indifferent manner.
"I met my other-selves. I think they are a part of me but, they operate independently and can sometimes take over my body. " Lona dared not lie as she felt to much indifferent to lie. "Anyway why did I throw blood. "
"Ah! That's probably because of the magic backlash. You were under for hours Lona. The mind spell was only to be used for an hour or two at most. You were gone for five hours! "
"Are there any side affect I should know. " Lona gently stood up as Vora caught her while moving to the mouth of the alter room. "Is the Queen still back at the Inn? "
"Yes... She wants to talk to you. I don't really understand what is going on but, the Queen sent an urgent message and... " Lona felt the awkward silence as she turned to rest her gaze on Vora. "Apparently, the King's retainers have gone rouge and summoned two new heroes. "
Lona's shock was hidden beneath her mask yet, a small part of her felt relief as she would no longer be in the spotlight.
"I see... Then, whatever happens now, will depend on the King's reaction. " Lona and Vora arrived downhill and entered a carriage waiting at the foot of the small mountain.
"Are you alright, Lona? " Vora had forgotten the formalities yet, it did not seem to bother her at all when she spoke to Lona.
"I'm fine. In truth, I half-expected this. There is nu use in summoning a hero and then saving her, only to find out she is useless. I am quite grateful to the crown and her Majesty for looking after me. You as well, Vora. "
Vora gulped as she felt a soft *peng* inside her chest. Listening to Lona was both sweet and tragic. It only made Vira that more thankful that Lona came into her life.
"Well... We will pick up the Queen and head back to the kingdom. The King has made arrangements and we are to travel via teleportation magic. "
"Magic... Will it be safe. " Remaining stone cold as usual, Vora assured Lona as they quickly arrived at the inn and then walked to the side in an open space where a large cirlce with runes was drawn into the ground.
"Lady Lona, Lady Vora, please, step into the circle and the spell will begin. " A spell caster guard politely asked and once inside, four pillars of people raised their hands and soon, everything within the circle was engulfed in a heavenly blinding light.
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Arriving safely at the patio of the highest chamber of the castle tower, Lona and the others had instantly teleported back to the kingdom and were inside the castle.
Before getting a chance to absorb her surroundings, Lona turned to her loyal maid and followed her gaze to a large group in brown robes. Only, ththe large group stood behind a dozen or more armed soldiers. Their faces were hidden behind the leather fabric and metal helmets.
"What is the meaning of this!? " The Queen spoke in a rage. "Where is my King!? "
After several moments of silence, even Lona knew this setting felt hostile. Then, one of the men in brown robes stepped forward and sneered at the Queen.
"Your Majesty, the King is no more... Your child are no more... And you, are no longer Queen... " The room fell a dozen degrees in temperature. "As for you, failed hero, your head is wanted by His Majesty, the REAL hero who has promised to save our world in exchange for his loyalty as well as his new Highness. Your death, shall be an offering! "
Everyone turned to Lona yet, a sliver of comfort could be found as her face remained unchanged.
However, inside, she was cursing out her luck.
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