The warnings flashed brighter in his vision this time around. Red text pulsing urgent and insistent. But Kael's mind was drowning in fog. A thick haze of pure pleasure that smothered everything else.
The queen's scent filled his lungs with every breath. Rose and amber, intoxicating. Her skin was hot against his.
[Trial Influence: Mental Overload in 60 seconds]
The notification appeared but didn't register. The words slid off his consciousness like water off glass. Nothing mattered except this. The warmth. The pleasure. The perfect acceptance.
A sharp crack split the air suddenly. Like glass shattering somewhere in the distance. The sound cut through everything else for just a moment.
The throne room flickered once. The golden pillars wavered at their edges, becoming slightly transparent. The women's perfect forms blurred where they touched him. Their skin looked weird for half a heartbeat.
