"You know, that's not a bad idea Wys." Berolt said in a less enraged tone.
"Does your son still want to add her to his irritating harem?" The Spearhead of the AO asked.
I remembered that the Defenders said they wanted to give me away to the son of the king.
"Of course not. She has horns!!" King Wyschardus exclaimed.
"Not a problem, Father." A voice replied and barged into the banquet room with two other women.
It was none other than the son of the King of Elbakor. He was dressed in a similar royal fashion to his father and had medium length black hair, he was relatively muscular and carried a fencing blade at his side.
The two ladies that followed him in were dressed in sexually explicit ways that revealed their supposedly enticing figures, their enormous hanging bosoms were without any covers and their erect pink nipples rose into the air.
