As Pyris entered the grand chamber, his eyes widened at the sight before him. He had been prepared to face a hardened, ruthless warlord—a man built from years of combat, battle scars, and the weight of the empire. Instead, he found a woman lying in casual luxury, draped across the bed in black lace lingerie, her figure striking, her body languid as if completely unaffected by the chaos outside.
She had large breasts but not so much, they rose up and down with each breathe she took. Her red lips were like the cherries inviting him to have his go with them.
Her thighs were a bit thick but with calculated modesty, he could make out the outline of her pussy through her laced thong.
For a moment, Pyris froze, trying to make sense of what he was seeing.
Pyris's heart skipped a beat.
General Kassius—the mastermind behind the rebellion, the one who held the arcane gauntlet that controlled the cursed warriors, the terror of the Sunstone Empire—was a woman?
