I assumed you’re not adventuring today, so I picked out the blue robe for you, your grace.”I blinked. Your grace... ? Oh. The man was in the room ...he whole time for all that talk of princes and thrones and knighting. I haven’t even considered that, he was just so good at fading into the background.“Where is everyone?”It finally occurred to me that I was alone in bed, and not safely ensconced in a triple-woman cuddle pile.“Lady Calliope is below, in the reading room, your grace,” Bekker. I know you want fifteen wagons, but what will you put in so many?”“Most of them will carry food and water for the men and animals while three will carry extra lances, bows, arrows, swords, and knives.”Nathan nods, “Yes, you can make sure you’re well supplied with a few wagons of extra arms. Plus the two trebuchets and the wagon you have of rocks for the trebuchets leaves ten wagons for food and water. Yes, you can stay in the field for some weeks.”“Nathan, I expect we may be out for some. " She tried to joke, but her smile was gone when she finished speaking. "What?!" Simon gripped her shoulders. "She invited Ben here because she thought since I had my scar and he'd lost his arm, we'd have something in common." Connie couldn't keep the anger out of her voice entirely. "Imperfect people, perfect for each other, I guess." Simon let her go and paced the room. Connie clutched at her towel but didn't move. When he stopped and faced her again, she was struck by the intensity in his. God.. She resembles her mom and a excellent beauty.And the door bell rang. Tring.. Tring…Sarika: can you see who is it.Me: sure aunty. It’s uncle and SaketShe came to the living room and took the luggage from the uncle as he’s tired from the journeyI observed he’s old with a big tummy and looks like a responsible father & husband.I thought he’s a lucky bastard, who’s got an opportunity to fuck this milf. I doubt whether is he responsible for bed also.We all 3 had some chat and watching tv while.