Aryan was so fascinated by Queen Baiduri who stood a few steps in front of him, near a large, beautiful, and luxurious bed. Several times the young man gulped. He was like a stone statue, unable to move, unable to make a sound.
There was no one else in the large and majestic room except for Aryan who was alone with Queen Baiduri. The queen, who was actually centuries old, looked younger and more beautiful, like a sixteen-year-old girl.
This is the time for the second ritual, Aryan thought. And after this is all over, he will be able to continue his journey toward the Purbha Land.
But, can I? Whispered the heart of the young man who doubted his existence in the large and magnificent room.
The queen smiled sweetly at Aryan's silence with admiration that radiated from her face and eyes. Also, there's a bit of confusion there. She took a deep breath so that her breasts looked even more bloated, then slowly walked over to Aryan.
