I looked at Zhenya as she stared at me, tears in her eyes.“Save her! Can’t you save her?”I looked down at Christina, there was fear in her eyes... “Daddy…it hurts badly. I am going to die.”I looked at her then to Zhenya. Zhenya’s eyes were pleading with me. I turned back to my princess holding my hands above her wound. My hands began glowing but with a soft white glow.“You will not die my sweet princess. Daddy will not allow it. This will not hurt, I promise.” I laid my hands on her. She then turned off the water and laid a towel on the floor in front of the shower. I followed her out and she got the lubricant bottle again. She poured in down her chest, letting it flow over her magnificent breasts. She then poured it down my chest, and I felt the cool liquid wash down my body. Hands to eachother's breasts, we rubbed the lube in, covering our entire front side. We then poured some more on our backs and all over our legs, too. Soon, we were completely slick with the lube,. ’ ‘Let him in,’ screamed Evelin. ‘I want to see him.’ ‘If you harm her in any way,’ said the worn man, ‘then the Emperor will have your hide. One tiny piece at a time.’ ‘I’d never dream of hurting her,’ said Keme, plastering an appalled look onto his face. ‘We’re coming in, Evelin,’ said the worn man quietly, and approached the door. His voice could not have travelled through neither the shutters, nor the thick door, but the child stopped screaming and the door stopped moving. They stepped. Emma looks at him a bit quizzically and he just nods, so she stands and asks Connie to come with her. Connie stands up and walks down the hall to the room with her hand still on the back of Emma’s neck.In the room, Emma is surprised to see that the bed has been remade, but with just the bottom sheet which is a cream satin. But more so by the armchair and small table placed right next to the bed.Connie takes Emma in her arms and kisses her again and then whisper in her ear, “Let’s get you out of.