Inside the meeting room, Qilana stood with her most treasured advisors and allies; since the death of her mother several months ago, the ministers who used to support her mother began to slowly take their slices of cake, pulling away from her as the kingdom created for the people, became fragmented, broken apart into smaller pieces, each faction trying desperately to claim power.

Qilana's most regretful moment was seeing her father running away with the high chancellor, his eyes that looked at her as if seeing a bitter enemy and not his beloved daughter.

'Calm Qilana... that snake and his mistress will get their deserved end!'

The two had been plotting against her mother since he married her, first planning to murder using a weak, slow-acting poison, but now it was too late for Qilana to prove anything. The kingdom was already being conquered by the demons outside and wolves from inside.

So much hatred within these walls... she thought bitterly as her mind drifted off towards thoughts about revenge upon the traitors, imagining them writhing in agony as she tore their guts out with her bare claws, watching their blood flow freely from their wounds before devouring their flesh and bones.

"Princess Qilana?" the silver-haired beauty spoke with a concerned voice.

She was Zilna, the knight who served as captain of her mother's royal guard, one of the few that didn't betray the former Queen, despite the kingdom collapsing, no matter how many of her comrades and sisters fell to foul blades smeared in vicious poison and lies.

All the women who remained all 21 were the former Royal Guard, abandoning their fancy armours and adornments for mere kobold leather in this last bastion together with her.

"Zilna... How am I a princess right now? My people starve, oppressed by those filthy snakes, too concerned with their profits and selling the kingdom to those savages!" Qilana's silver eyes shone like the moon as her body trembled with anger; she looked helpless in her white gown, having discarded all luxury to make money for the small village of Selmot, now more prominent than most towns, everything they used or wore, was something that the princess hunted and killed herself. historical

If only they knew the truth, they would have understood why we needed to leave them behind, she thought darkly, but there was little time left for regrets.

They had managed to escape from Vidruna, the new Queen of the kingdom, who was slowly strangling the populace as she planned to ally with the kingdom's long enemy of Baltezmar, a horrible country... In the land of savages, where the men are treated like slaves, their lives mean nothing if they cannot produce sperm.

A disgusting culture, which Qilana refused to bow down to. She would rather die.

"Princess..." Veldema, her chest now scarred from Alexander's attack, but she didn't hide it, instead now wearing her kobold tunic with the buttons open, her swaying breasts, peeking from the gaps as if to remind her to never underestimate any enemy from now one.

"Nevermind.. how is that man from all of your eyes? I have Venri watching him because although you seem to distrust males, he is not from this world. We all know of the Goddess Saphira, who sends people unto our world to aid us in time of need. I want to trust that man! His charm and strong body are something this world doesn't know!" Qilana's voice was passionate, her fist banging the table as she looked at the 20 women who stood around the room; all a little tired, but they loved the kingdom, the people and most of all, they adored their princess dearly.

"Ohh!"

"I am with you, princess, that man... he could handle me so easily, yet he didn't kill me. His heart is not that of evil and wickedness!" Veldema spoke with her sharp voice, causing many of the women to feel shocked. Veldema was known as a man-hater; she seemed to despise of weak and spineless they were, demanding her mate be more robust and able to best her in combat.

'Is she going to seduce him?' Qilana thought to herself as she felt strange anger towards her knight for the first time.

Zilna stepped forward, her silver hair cascading in the slight breeze of the window.

"I believe we should first test if he can truly come to accept us as his allies, not as women from another world; if he will fight for us and shows him determination, then I, Zilna, will offer my body and soul to him."

The binding was a sacred act, much like the other kingdoms' marriage, but it was watched by the goddess Saphira, something more divine than a mere marriage of mortals; it would bind the two together.

They could never betray or abandon each other; if the wife wanted to fight until the end. The man would fight to his last breath. Should the man wish to kill another, the wife would hold the blade and take that life.

"Zilna!?" Qilana shouted as Veldema made a sound, while many other women looked envious as the group began to chuckle and laugh loudly.

"Hahaha... well, he's such a powerful and handsome man... I'd love for him to show me what was inside that huge bulge in his pants..." One of the black-haired warriors said, her voice louder than she expected as their cheers stopped momentarily.

"Me too! Did you see those muscles.... fuck my cunt got so wet from that... the side cleavage of his pecs...!" A short-haired warrior with an eight-pack snorted as she seemed to reminisce.

Qilana's eyes widened; she thought that her eyes were the only ones watching his every movement, from the way he fought the kobolds, his agile and robust body, the way he tore through them with his sword...

Then he magically appeared a second time; this time, that strange woman was gone, his body taller, more handsome and alluring as his power became something she couldn't even measure.

"WAIT!" Qilana shouted, noticing that her beloved knights began to bicker and argue over which would get to bang the hot guy; they were used to females being supreme, able to get what they wanted, and Qilana realised it might be different for Alexander.

"Alexander is not from this world... Do you all understand what this means?" Her voice was soft but commanding as the vulgar and rough women looked at each other, a little confused, before waiting for the princess to speak.

"Zilna, you must understand from the way he acted, right?"

"Eh... uhm....?" Even the beautiful warrior Zilna looked lost, her face embarrassed as she tried to think, her perky breasts squishing under her crossed arms as her eyes looked at the princess for some advice or hint.

"Ahhh~ don't fuck me so deep!!! Oh god~ Master, I am your faithful bitch! My ass, pussy and mouth are yours to use whenever you want to fill me with your hot seed!"

The loud sound of banging filled the room, and Qilana's face suddenly blushed; there was a rhythm to the sounds, as the loud creaking of a wooden wall almost bent and snapped from force resounded in their meeting chamber.

If the knights near the door listened well, they could hear the sound of flesh as the loud squeals and panting of Venri filled their ears, causing all the women who hadn't tasted a man for weeks, some months, to close their thighs, rubbing along them with their hands.

"P-Princess...." Zilna looked at the princess as if she had finally realised.

Qilana was sipping from her cup, trying to hide her pink cheeks as her silver eyes widened; as the princess, she was due to be married upon coming of age.

However, the engagement fell through with her mother's death and her father's betrayal; she was a complete virgin, unlike most women around her.

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"Fuck me!! Yes~ that huge cock, bigger than the divine rod... Master's cock is beyond the goddess, mate! Fuck me more~ Mmmnph... I'm going to cum... it's going to stain the princess's floor with sticky goo.... please... don't make me snort like a pig master.... it feels too good!"

Pfffff!

The entire group of knights looked towards the sound, as the princess was flushed bright red, as the door seemed to open slightly, the moans and loud slapping of flesh and authoritative voice of Alexander leaking in as the women felt their bodies heat up.

"Good little bitch, kneel; I'm going to give you a thick drink, swallow the whole load, and then finish inside your womb next time. What do you say, Venri? Beg for my sperm and cock like a good girl."

Not even a moment passed, as the soft and strange voice of their fellow knight, the only obvious virgin in their order suddenly began to speak with a lewd tone like a bitch in heat.

"Ahn~ master, Venri is your little slut. She will drink your hot milk with devotion and love! Her holes are clean and pure for your thick rod to plunge into and make her insides the shape of your cock alone!"

"Haha.. a little rough, but good, now open wide, show me your cute pink tongue, catch all my milk on the top, don't swallow until I say okay?"

'How scandalous!? A man is treating a woman like this...! How strange... how exciting!' The princess thought as she joined her fellow knights looking from the small crack of the door.

"Wow, it's fucking huge..."

"Oh goddess... is this your private mate? For us to use...?"

"A blessing from Saphira!"

"Princess. I will go through the ceremony! Let me go through the ceremony!" Zilna's silver hair began to move as she snapped her head to look at the princess, her eyes like a vicious tiger; Qilana was sure there were some pink love hearts and a pink blush on her Knight captain's cheek.

'Zilna? Why are you rubbing between your legs...?'

But Qilana's thought was ignored as the room began to fill with the scent of aroused women, all watching as his huge flesh rod was pushed deep into their friend's throat, her eyes filled with tears, nose bubbling with drool as she gagged and sucked on him as a man should do for a woman!