[Dedicated to @rosiefox, thanks for being my ardent reader! Happy 50 chapters to us, team Alanor haha!]
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Gently, Alanor opened his eyes, as if trying to be sure he was back to his reality.
The room had never been empty, Alanor suddenly realized, when he saw three women and two men laying naked on 'his' bed, waiting for them to begin their session.
He stood there, looking at them, studying them, but no matter what angle he looked at them from, none of them would ever be like the man he had left back in Acrod.
One of the women got off the bed to come to him, but Alanor stopped her instantly. He wasn't sure of how he wanted to play this out, but one thing the son of Wynter was sure of, was that he was fucked.
"Fuck me," Alanor said, making everyone in the room pause to look at him. Either he had gone really crazy or he was slowly going crazy. There was just no other explanation for what they were seeing.
