Sandy cleaned the kitchen and then said good night and left our house.I went up to see Margrit. I was hoping for some sex before she left, but she was...not in the mood. I contemplated of telling her what it felt like when I had to use the bathroom with Sandy holding my dick a little bit longer than necessary and had started to grow... But decided that it would not be good to tell her right before her trip. Not that she was the jealous type, but still. I did after all starting to get an erection. "In truth, I was supposed to marry your grandmother, Jorgarn. But she was considerably older than me. It wouldn't have mattered. Once I saw Sarita, I was determined. She was the most amazing woman."His sigh told Jorgarn all he needed to know about how the King felt about his late wife."There are rules about Royal marriages in Emertland," the Princess explained. "Particularly for someone who is Heir to the Crown. It gets a bit messy at times. I honestly don't understand many of them myself.. He saw me holding my ankle and it was in a strange position. He asked someone to call an ambulance which is protocol on injuries outside the hospital.I tried to stand but it wasn’t possible. I thought ... damn ... I’ve broken my ankle. I was sitting up when the ambulance arrived with Joey holding my ankle to keep, it stable. It was already turning blue and swelling. The EMT cut my ankle strap on my sandal ... damn ... ruined that sandal I thought. They put me in a leg splint and ice pack then. There are forms to follow and they WILL BE followed!" Came the fierce whisper, with the will of an Elven Prince behind it.Michael bowed to this will, though he still seethed inside. Stating, "We will ... pay these bastard's back."Through the pain, the hint of humor showed as Elnore replied with, "Oh yes, we will. But correctly, so none can gainsay our motive. But rest assured, there will be full measure returned for this days work."The grin of a wolf appeared on the face of the son, not born of.