When I entered my bedroom, Ariana was there changing the bedsheets. She nodded respectfully in my direction before she cleared her throat and looked expectantly at Aric.
I glanced from her to him and lifted an eyebrow. He smirked knowingly.
"Ariana here has been my eyes and ears of the castle, haven't you?" he murmured, and I sat down on my bed.
"I have," she answered.
"When did this happen?" I asked with a grin.
"You were asleep for a while. I needed to get things done," Aric answered with a smirk.
"Should have run it by the queen first," I teased. "I can't have you stealing my best servants."
"We can talk about the matter of your servants later, Freya, but you're going to be fully bare and over my knee for the entirety of that discussion," he warned, and a thrill of desire raced through me. My pussy clenched in excitement at the upcoming threat of a spanking.
