It was a good start.“Of course not,” he said. “I don’t *want* to shock anyone. I’m not trying to hurt you. I’m just doing what it takes to...keep us all safe.”She wanted to believe him, he could see.“I didn’t take off any more of your clothes than I had to,” he said. “See? You’ve still got your crew skirt and your panties.”She looked down at them, and back up at him. “Thank you,” she said, with genuine gratitude.“Thank you, sir,” he corrected gently.“Thank you, sir.”“If I let you go, are you. I think you two need time to talk.” Gabriel launched himself out of his comfy chair, but suddenly Lacy didn’t want him to leave. “Please, Master Gabriel, don’t go. I’d like you to stay, please.” Lacy’s tone made it clear she really wanted Gabriel to be there. During the exchange between Gabriel and Lacy, Freja had somehow recovered from her initial fear and now when Lacy turned to her she was glaring at the smeared cum on Lacy’s lips. Apparently the sight had reached inside Freja to activate. She sits up and she notices him gazing at her. He tells her she is beautiful and although she knows it’s a lie - she looks like a troll doll with hair every which way - she appreciates the kindness behind the thought. Just the sight of him has her pussy starting to tingle again. She stands up to meet him and he kisses her. She loves kissing him. Loves the taste of his lips on hers, so soft, yet hungry at the same time. Loves how his tongue moves, licking, stroking, gently pushing into her. True, all before them stood a literal ring of ashen ruins so thick it could impede their movement, but there had been rumors of dark figures and lurking horrors that, at least at this time, were not making themselves known. Only an abandoned ruin of past blazes and dark forest beyond stood before the group, leaving them a bit deflated. "Oooooooo, I woonder wuht iz in zeh woohds?" "Moobee this iz where we find zeh doomens?" As the group made their way into the forest, the king was quite.