Khal Drogo.“You want her?”“You want her, Drogo. Don’t pretend.” Ragar, my stupid wolf laughs—maniacally this time.I close my eyes and so, he decides to give me images of her. The first image he gives me is one where her legs wrap around my waist like a gift and her hips lift to meet every thrust.In the second, she is bent against the headboard of our great bed. My hand will own her waist and I will drive into her honeypot until she’s breathless.The third—my mouth is on her breast; her fingers are buried in my hair and her body is full with my seed.“Your Majesty?”“Your Majesty?”I blink and realize that I am in front of sixty-two ministers of the parliament and just like the number, this parliament is called the Sixty-Two Fangs.“Yes?” I exhale, resting my elbows on the wolf-bone arms of my throne.“We have reason to believe that our future queen is not willing to let go of her human culture yet.” Kaden, the Minister of Legacies, starts. Legacy meaning, it’s his job is to make s
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