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Father opened the door and let in Headmaster Glendian and five members of the king’s guard, all armored to the hilt. “Headmaster Glendian, what is the meaning of this?” Father demanded, “Why are the king’s guard with you in full-plate?” “It’s for your own protection my lord, I have come across information that is of vital importance. Queen Tiadoa, please step three paces back from the king, and place your arms behind your back.” Glendian commanded. The kings guard approached Mother, whose face was a masterpiece of confusion. Father regained his faculties before she did, and stepped before the advancing guards. “Stand down!” Father roared at the king’s guard before turning back to Glendian, “What the hell are you doing?!” “My king,” Glendian said as boldly as he could, “I have come across information that leads me to believe Queen Trenaria Tiadoa has conspired against the crown.” “Liar!” I cried, trying to sound as outraged as possible. “You must be mistaken, Headmaster Glendian.” Mother said shakenly, “I have always been a loyal wife and queen. Show us your evidence, and I will surely be able to refute it, and lay this issue to rest.” I could see the pain behind Glendian’s eyes, that horrible, pitiable look Bhabhi of someone who is watching the damned. To his credit, he did not reveal any of it elsewhere on his face. “Glendian,” Father growled, “This action is treason! I will throw you from the tower for this!” “You may, my king,” Glendian said solemnly, “but hear me out before you do.” “I will not indulge your conspiracy theories!” “Hear him out.” Mother said, regaining her composure, “My loyalty will only be proven stronger by these falsehoods.” “Mother, don’t…” I said pleadingly. I knew she would take my protest as a challenge to her credibility. “Clartias,” Mother said confidently, “Headmaster Glendian massage has always been a faithful servant of the crown. He is surely mistaken, and should not be punished for doing what he thinks is right. Allow him to speak, and we will cast aside this momentary fault of judgement.” “Proceed, Glendian.” Father hissed through gritted teeth. “My king,” Glendian said as he laid out the books, aunty “These texts are from the temple library. They are each adorned with a seal that prevents their alteration; these texts are true to the letter. Once news of Yavara’s transformation reached my ear, I went directly to the library to mona investigate the cause of it. Look here, there have been six documented transformations of high-elf to dark-elf, evidenced by cross-referencing census information with immigration documents. The known traitor, Zander Fredeon, appears six times, jaya each time with a woman between indian the ages of thirteen and nineteen, each of tan complexion and black hair. These border crossings…” Glendian gestured to the constable’s texts, “…correlate directly with missing persons reports of elven girls in the exact same demographic.” “You are saying that Zander Fredeon has been a traitor for some time.” Father said, barely containing his rage. “For at least five-hundred years, perhaps longer.” Glendian nodded. “And these girls he took across the border; you believe they were like Yavara?” Looking at her, Deen felt she looked ripe and ready for fucking from the manner in which she was writhing her hips trying to appear normal. A couple of days, we couldn’t retreat to her house, so we had to find someplace else to play. I now changed my actions by inserting two fingers in her jaya and pumping them aunty in and out while concentrating on her clit with my tongue. Nobody wanted to be denied Bhabhi of her horny body by doing so. Covering the distance to her was nothing as he caught her falling body. She had indian insisted that on her birthday, June 17, I would get her cherry. "Can I have a turn?" I’m just going to let this blow up in your face. Her moans are getting louder, then I hear " Fuck me Daddy, Ted and Abigail mona Sheffield have been married for 24 years. I'll be up massage in a few minutes..."