Chapter Ten
Ward slept soundly, his fuckmeat at his side once again. He had only just fallen asleep, a few minutes before dawn stabbed red fingers through the window array to stroke the roses’ heads, when the soft knock came. It was Gina who woke him. “Daddy,” she said, though she hadn’t opened the door to find out who waited there, “He wants us to come now.”
He slipped on black trousers and a soft black shirt. Gina could remain naked. Everyone here clearly preferred her that way.
The servant led them through hallway after palace hallway. Gina winced with each movement and had trouble keeping up. Ward contemplated allowing her to walk on two legs. As if the servant read his thoughts, he lifted her – effortlessly it appeared – and laid her body over one narrow shoulder. The man glided ah
