” I grinned. “And what’s the price for you to continue this charade?” “Your coronation night belongs to me, Your Highness.” “Such a stee... price.”“But you’ll gladly pay it.” He growled into my ear, and flexed his cock in my hand. I growled back, and gave him a squeeze, then he pulled his shirt back over his manhood, and walked away. “These hybrids are a wicked breed, Lydia.” Huntiata said as he walked past her, “They put a spell on their victims that makes them lose their minds. You can’t be. How do I say this?," she looked around for some literate inspiration, "It's... what our son was doing to that young girl, that concerns us." Look Mrs Collins, every test we have run with your son shows no abnormality whatsoever. Granted, such impulses might be seen as very unusual in a boy so young, but let's not get carried away here. Just let things take their course and I'm sure you'll find this was simply a one-off incident."That notion however was consigned to the "Oops, we got that wrong". We reorganized after this little battle to move Opso’s group to the rear to make room for my group to move up into their place. My men took on a confident air, and I could tell that they hoped to be the next to face battle. It didn’t take us long to reach a cave, and cries of human pain were coming from there. It was almost all I could do to keep my men from breaking ranks and charging into the cave to try to rescue the humans who were being tortured.I led my people into the cave, and we were. The single berth sleeper was not available. And I was in hurry. So I had booked one of the seats of double berth. So another seat was taken at right time by stranger guy. After some minutes he closed the window glass of our berth and now no one could see to us.The stranger: the guy who just had took seat just closer to me looking nice, with same height and well-build. And also has a beard face as same to me. We both were in a night track. He had worn a black track and I was in blue one.He had a.