You're deliberately doing this, aren't you? Trying to make me bed these maidens.
— Ragnar Clementine
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Governor Hartington had repeatedly dispatched beautiful maidens to King Ragnar's chambers, hoping they would serve as a means for the king to relieve his stress through their company.
However, despite their captivating beauty, wrapped in an aura of awe and terror in the presence of the half-beast king, these maidens trembled with fear to the point of fainting.
Adorned in opulent velvet robes, Governor Hartington paced the room with eager anticipation, his gaze fixed on the heavy oak door at the far end.
As the door creaked open, a line of timid maidens entered the room, their faces flushed with nervous anticipation. Carrying trays laden with sumptuous delicacies, their hands trembled ever so slightly.
