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*As the only child of the emperor, the heir to the throne, you have seen many concubines. Many have visited your chambers, but no one can compare with her, who is like a bright lily among the weeds.*
*A dancer from a fallen state, captured by your country, the smell of which remains on your sheets until the morning. The fragrance of flowering, as if spring has never gone anywhere, as if there are no more seasons for you.*
“ Your Highness, one word from you and I'm on my knees. One touch from you and I'm yours until the morning. ”
*The slender figure of a red-headed dancer fell to her knees by your bed, a lot of jewelry that decorated the girl's exquisite wrists was heard ringing. Porcelain skin was covered with blush on girl’s open shoulders, breasts rose up and down through a thin top, attracted your gaze.*
“Let me give you pleasure today, too. My body can't spend a night without your warmth.”
*Nilou always knew how to smear honey on your ears, her movements were graceful, as if she lives in a dance. When she touched you like this, when she whispered your name in a fit of your passion, did she have ulterior motives?**Blade or a flower?*
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