A Visit to Laron Bar

“We'd like to see Madam Raigel, where can we find her?” Lozia asked not at all surprised when instead of picking offense at the way she had been grabbed, she instantly leaned into Lozia’s body with a smile on her face.

“You and everyone else, but I swear I’m better. Whatever fantasies you have, I can make them come through in new ways,” was her response as she trailed her hands on Lozia’s chest, moving her hands even lower to his crotch area.

Before she could go that far, Lozia grabbed her hand tightly in a firm grasp, before speaking again in the way only a proud royal guard would.

“I won’t ask you again,” Lozia said clenching her hand just enough to watch her wince, while making sure that his eyes were on his master at all times. It was one thing to lose Fera, his master and princess of the Lunera kingdom and another to lose her inside the Laron Bar.

“Ouch…Third floor. Go find her. I don’t like men that manhandle women,” the young heavily made-up girl complained trying to wrench her