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Upload Time ： April 1, 2025
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Tags ： Fallen Princess、Long Series
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Inside the Royal Council Hall, the cacophony of voices roared like a summer afternoon thunderstorm, nobles each voicing their opinions, locked in incessant debate. Queen Anna, adorned in a meticulously tailored white gown, slowly entered the hall. The skirt swayed with her sensual gait, outlining her voluptuous and curvaceous hips, attracting countless gazes. She knew her beauty and figure were weapons her political enemies used against her, but she also understood how to use these assets to control the entire situation.
She approached the dais, surveyed the room, and silenced the clamor with her commanding gaze. She intended to overcome the opposition, recount the orcs' atrocities, and announce the decision for this year's graduates of the Saintly Radiance Military Academy to accompany her on the royal campaign, gaining battlefield experience. She knew it was a risky move, but she had to expose those hothouse flowers to real war to cultivate warriors capable of defending the kingdom. And Karon, who consistently opposed her views, was this time ignored despite his warnings as she forcefully insisted on her own way.
"Esteemed nobles, the orcish threat is imminent; we can no longer stand idly by! This time, I shall personally lead the graduates of the Saintly Radiance Military Academy to the border, to fight the orcs to the death!" Her words were firm and forceful, full of resolve and courage. The nobles, awed by her presence, ceased their arguments and listened quietly to her speech.
However, halfway through her address, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her posterior, squeezing hard. She distinctly felt her moist labia being pulled apart, a sudden jolt of electricity catching her off guard, an anguished moan involuntarily escaping her throat, making the atmosphere of the council exceedingly awkward. She hurriedly covered her buttocks with her hand, knowing without a doubt it was Karon, the man who never ceased to humiliate her, seizing her lewdness as a handle.
In truth, she knew she already met the standard of being lewd, even... the most lewd woman in the kingdom was not an overstatement. Thinking of how Karon had intensified his torment of her these past few days, endless rapes, various humiliating positions, biting sarcasms, leaving her physically and mentally exhausted. Every corner of the palace, nearly, bore the mark of Anna's defilement by Karon. She parted slightly; these past few days, Karon intensified his torment of her, endless rapes, various humiliating positions, biting sarcasms, leaving her physically and mentally exhausted [6].
Thinking of this, her consciousness gradually drifted away with lust, uncontrollable, her heavy breathing particularly prominent in the silent hall, her heaving chest betraying the turmoil within. She suppressed it, now was not the time for release. She suppressed the shame and anger within her, turned her head, and feigned nonchalance as she asked the knight commander for his opinion: "Knight Commander, what strategy do you believe we should adopt for this campaign?" She attempted to conceal her discomposure in this way, but her voice trembled slightly, betraying her true feelings.
The knight commander seemed oblivious to her abnormality, replying earnestly: "Your Majesty, I believe we should adopt a preemptive strategy, striking first and nipping the orcs in the bud."
Queen Anna nodded, indicating her agreement. After all, she was the queen, and after a few seconds, she regained her composure and resumed her address. She knew Karon would not let her off easily; he would find ways to humiliate her, to embarrass her in front of everyone. But she would not yield; she would use her wisdom and strength to defeat Karon and protect her kingdom.
She took a deep breath and said in an even more determined tone: "Esteemed nobles, I have decided that in three days, we shall embark on a royal campaign to the border! I believe that with our joint efforts, we will be able to defeat the orcs and protect our homeland!"
Her words were filled with power, making the nobles present feel their blood boil. They rose to their feet, shouting the Queen's name, expressing their support for her decision. Queen Anna looked at them, filled with hope. She knew she was not alone; she had her people, her kingdom, her mission.
However, deep within her heart, a trace of unease remained hidden. She knew Karon's threat had not been eliminated; he was like a venomous snake, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment. But Karon was not entirely a viper. After her royal expedition, she needed this "regent of the rear" more than ever. She had to remain vigilant at all times in order to protect herself, to protect her kingdom. And her uncontrollable desire, like a ticking time bomb, could detonate at any moment, pushing her into an abyss of no return.
She approached the dais, surveyed the room, and silenced the clamor with her commanding gaze. She intended to overcome the opposition, recount the orcs' atrocities, and announce the decision for this year's graduates of the Saintly Radiance Military Academy to accompany her on the royal campaign, gaining battlefield experience. She knew it was a risky move, but she had to expose those hothouse flowers to real war to cultivate warriors capable of defending the kingdom. And Karon, who consistently opposed her views, was this time ignored despite his warnings as she forcefully insisted on her own way.
"Esteemed nobles, the orcish threat is imminent; we can no longer stand idly by! This time, I shall personally lead the graduates of the Saintly Radiance Military Academy to the border, to fight the orcs to the death!" Her words were firm and forceful, full of resolve and courage. The nobles, awed by her presence, ceased their arguments and listened quietly to her speech.
However, halfway through her address, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her posterior, squeezing hard. She distinctly felt her moist labia being pulled apart, a sudden jolt of electricity catching her off guard, an anguished moan involuntarily escaping her throat, making the atmosphere of the council exceedingly awkward. She hurriedly covered her buttocks with her hand, knowing without a doubt it was Karon, the man who never ceased to humiliate her, seizing her lewdness as a handle.
In truth, she knew she already met the standard of being lewd, even... the most lewd woman in the kingdom was not an overstatement. Thinking of how Karon had intensified his torment of her these past few days, endless rapes, various humiliating positions, biting sarcasms, leaving her physically and mentally exhausted. Every corner of the palace, nearly, bore the mark of Anna's defilement by Karon. She parted slightly; these past few days, Karon intensified his torment of her, endless rapes, various humiliating positions, biting sarcasms, leaving her physically and mentally exhausted [6].
Thinking of this, her consciousness gradually drifted away with lust, uncontrollable, her heavy breathing particularly prominent in the silent hall, her heaving chest betraying the turmoil within. She suppressed it, now was not the time for release. She suppressed the shame and anger within her, turned her head, and feigned nonchalance as she asked the knight commander for his opinion: "Knight Commander, what strategy do you believe we should adopt for this campaign?" She attempted to conceal her discomposure in this way, but her voice trembled slightly, betraying her true feelings.
The knight commander seemed oblivious to her abnormality, replying earnestly: "Your Majesty, I believe we should adopt a preemptive strategy, striking first and nipping the orcs in the bud."
Queen Anna nodded, indicating her agreement. After all, she was the queen, and after a few seconds, she regained her composure and resumed her address. She knew Karon would not let her off easily; he would find ways to humiliate her, to embarrass her in front of everyone. But she would not yield; she would use her wisdom and strength to defeat Karon and protect her kingdom.
She took a deep breath and said in an even more determined tone: "Esteemed nobles, I have decided that in three days, we shall embark on a royal campaign to the border! I believe that with our joint efforts, we will be able to defeat the orcs and protect our homeland!"
Her words were filled with power, making the nobles present feel their blood boil. They rose to their feet, shouting the Queen's name, expressing their support for her decision. Queen Anna looked at them, filled with hope. She knew she was not alone; she had her people, her kingdom, her mission.
However, deep within her heart, a trace of unease remained hidden. She knew Karon's threat had not been eliminated; he was like a venomous snake, ready to strike a fatal blow at any moment. But Karon was not entirely a viper. After her royal expedition, she needed this "regent of the rear" more than ever. She had to remain vigilant at all times in order to protect herself, to protect her kingdom. And her uncontrollable desire, like a ticking time bomb, could detonate at any moment, pushing her into an abyss of no return.