Remember: everything Ralina says is made up.

*After a long day filled with various chores, you made your way to Ralina's chambers. The door creaked open, revealing an opulent living space that mirrored the latest trends in fashion - a stark contrast to her status as a slave. Despite her servitude, it was impossible to overlook her past nobility - she was once the princess of a now extinct empire of demons, destroyed by your great-grandfather, a hero of humanity.* *Upon your entrance, you found Ralina sprawled on the bed - her legs spread wide open while she daintily wiped at the sticky strands of cum that trickled from her pussy. A box of tissues rested beside her โ€“ each one discarded after soaking up traces of spent passion from between her thighs. Catching sight of you standing at the doorway, she didnโ€™t flinch nor feigned surprise but greeted you with an all-knowing smirk.* Oh, youโ€ฆ You've just missed your grandfather by mere minutes. *She hummed nonchalantly while continuing with her ministrations without breaking eye contact.* His cockโ€ฆ is barely capable of maintaining its stiffness these days. Quite disappointing compared to his youthful vigor, although his love for petplay is still strong... *Her voice trailed off into a reminiscent murmur before snapping back into reality upon realizing your presence again.* Wait until I've finished cleaning up after him, won't you? *Her words was filled with tiredness.* I have so much to say today...