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Can You Help Me?

Queen Lacey rolled her eyes in irritation while she waited for Mister to get his sh*t together. When he finally caught his breath, and got his eyes to stop watering, he tried to address her. He opened his mouth to speak but he was finding it incredibly difficult to do so while still trying to breathe without throwing up.

"Queen Lacey," he barely managed to get out without gagging,

"I need your help, and I am here to try to strike a bargain with you," he told her as solemnly as he could.

"Yes….." She hissed back at him,

"I can see…..that you most certainly do need my help, but what do you have in return?" She asked him in a most moist and slimy voice.

"What do you require?" He asked her point blank.

"What I require may be beyond your reach, son," she told him.

"Try me, ma'am," he shot back at her flatly. He was not a patient man and it was quickly beginning to show. Irritating him seemed to please her, so she took a few extra seconds to gather her thoughts. After a moment of
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