KYRA
A week in the palace was like a torture for her. Her mates were practically taking turns with her. It seemed as though they had all planned out with the sexual torture
They were horny beasts as long as she was concerned, and she wondered if the ladies besides them didn't satisfy them enough.
This was crazy. The king had called for everyone's presence in the palace meeting hall. It was time to send off his guests, and so he made everyone gather around to send off his guests.
Kyra was made to sit next to the king as though she was some queen. The goddess knows sitting in that chair only made her feel uncomfortable. She wasn't comfortable at all. In fact, her situation was even worse. She couldn't place her gaze on anyone at that very moment.
