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If it were Leveria who had been taken, I might’ve been able to sway the ambassador, but Yavara was the spare, not the heir. “Can you summon Zander for questioning?” I asked. “I can request him.” The ambassador replied, giving me a critical eye, “But you cannot be a part of it.” I nodded. PRESTIRA I liked Yavara; truly, I did. One might think I’d be predisposed to hate Alkandi’s incarnations, but I begrudgingly had to admit that I saw why Zander had loved the original. Though they were all different women, they shared an adventurous spirit, and the infectious charisma that only comes from natural-born leaders. While some of Alkandi’s incarnations fought with their birth-given identities, I saw nothing in Yavara that belied such insecurity. I’d heard little of the second-born daughter of King Clartias Tiadoa, save for her skill with a bow. It was Leveria who was famous (or infamous, depending on who you asked) as a diplomat who used her keen mind and striking elven beauty to deftly navigate the annals of power. No, Yavara was not the plotter her sister was. She was unabashedly herself, and that endeared her to me. Yes, she had the royal air of someone who’s used to being doted upon, and I daresay she’d be hard-pressed to know what to do with a broom (save for sticking the handle up her ass), but she didn’t expect anything of those she may have sexy deemed below her station. Truly, tits I saw a amateur potential friend in her; maybe more. She was compassionate, bold, and curious, but muscle above all, she was ambitious. I could see it in the orange glint that shined across her eyes, that covetousness for more than just my body. Power was her want, and though she sated its itch with sex now, I knew it would not sate her for long. All of Alkandi’s incarnations were lecherous creatures, but none before Yavara had made a pass on me. Even if one had been so bold, I doubted I would’ve accepted, or been so easily seduced after declining. I’d never had so much as a gay musing before, and yet, I found myself attracted to Yavara in a very real way. It wasn’t just her spirit that enticed my lust, but her body; her female body. Curves and tender flesh, soft features and silken hair; something dormant had been awoken within me, something I never knew existed. It surged forth now, taking my faculties by storm and compelling my perversions. I longed to explore the newfound side of myself to its fullest, a side that had been exposed by Yavara Tiadoa. Such was her power, to find the keys that unlocked secrets that were secret even to me, and such was her ambition, to gain that measure of mastery over me. 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