As everyone rushed over, their faces were a mix of relief and excitement. Their voices blended together into a comforting hum, but my gaze was drawn to the corner of the room.
There, standing alone, was the General. He watched me from a distance, looking serious as always. Something about him standing there bothered me. Why wasn't he closer, like everyone else?
I felt a strange pull, a weird urge for him to be by my side. Was I losing my mind? Or was I just getting too excited? Maybe I was going insane. Or maybe I really was just getting horny.
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A few days had passed, and I was slowly getting better. But what really irritated me was how the General had started keeping his distance. There used to be some space between us, but now it felt like he was purposely standing as far away as possible. Why was he doing that?
It gnawed at me. Every time I caught his eye, he looked away, making me wonder what I had done wrong. Was he avoiding me on purpose? Did he know something I didn't?
As I walked down the hallway, lost in these thoughts, I ran into Sunanda. She smiled and came over to talk.
"How are you feeling? Is there still any pain?" she asked, her concern clear.
I managed a small smile. "I'm getting better, but I've been hurt so many times since I got here that it's almost becoming a habit."
Sunanda chuckled softly, her laughter was a brief distraction from my worries about the General.
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As I continued down the hallway, I heard the sounds of soldiers training. Curious, I peeked through a window and saw them grunting and sweating while practicing. I couldn't help but feel a bit giddy at the sight of so many men hard at work.
"Are you planning to join the soldiers, or are you just here to critique their technique?" General's voice suddenly snapped from behind me.
I jumped in surprise and turned to him, clutching my chest. "What the hell?! You scared me!" I frowned, my heart still racing. Why did he have to look so intense right now? Was I really getting horny, or was it just my hormones?
The General gave me a scrutinizing look. "Seems like you're enjoying yourself."
I gave him a wry smile. I took a step closer to him, but he immediately took a step back and turned to the side.
I stopped in my tracks, frowning as I noticed his hands twitching. "What happened?" My voice came out confused.
He gulped before looking me in the eyes again. "You're in the forbidden area, you know that?" I closed my eyes. Getting caught wasn't on my list today. I thought he had forgotten about it.
I smiled awkwardly and looked down in shame. "You see, actually, what happened was-" but before I could finish, that son of a dog interrupted me.
"You don't need to explain. Just don't come here again. If someone finds you, especially the King, he won't be as lenient as I am." With that, he left.
He just left me there!
Asshole.
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After cleaning the halls and the windows of the huge palace. I was now sitting on the ground near the lake.
It was my favourite place, nobody came here. I sometimes exercised here, though it was a bit difficult to do all the stuff in these clothes but I didn't have any other choice.I got up and dusted my hands off. I turned my head to the side where the sound of grunts was coming from. I internally smirked as I made my way towards the "Men's only area".
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