Alexander
Something about this morning wouldn't leave me alone. I was spacing out in the meeting as I thought about Cassandra's feather-light kiss. I brushed my fingers lightly over my own lips. How was something so brief and soft almost more appealing than the feeling of having s*x with her? Someone cleared their throat loudly and I snapped back to focus. I dropped my hand from my face with a sigh. Despite my spacing out, I knew what was being said, just not caring for the actual words.
"Why are we entertaining them at all? They want to beg for what they want despite my decision." I said in response to whatever ramble had been let out. The man standing sighed harshly.
"I know that, my king, but we cannot simply ignore them either. They were and still are two of the oldest noble houses
