A Day Before the Crown Prince's Birthday IV

I have no idea where I am. Previously, Casimir and I almost made out if he hadn't been able to induce an orgasmic state in me first. The last memory I had before my head ached and brought me to this unknown location is of Casimir sipping my white fluid, and then I am in this location.

Where is this located? Is this one of Casimir's werewolf magics? Nonetheless, why do I feel like I've been here before? This location is foreign to me.

As my eyes wander, I notice that it is already morning. I am in a modest dwelling, similar to those found in villages where commoners reside.

I furrow my brows. I am not in danger because my hands are not trembling when I examine them. But then I appear to be wearing country attire. When I look back at the place, I notice that the walls are constructed of wood; this is truly a nostalgic sight for a resident. The sun's rays ripple within the wooden window of the modest house, producing warm lights.

From where I am seated, I can see a little kitchen and