Alpha King’s sex slave (Help from priestess) Queen Galina’s POV “Come in, my Queen.” She parts to the side to make room as I walked into the room, my gaze drinking up every detail of her abode. The walls were cracked, a long line running, slantly at every edge and the furniture wasn’t as exquisite, but I could manage. My nose picked up the smell of herbs and burning potions with strange-looking things hanging at the corners of the wall. “It’s been a while since we met in person.” The healer said with a light chuckle as I took my seat on the old wooden stool, patiently waiting as she struggled with her stick to shut the rickety door and turned, coming over to where I was seated. “Queen Galina only visits when she needs my help, am I wrong?” She smirked and sat opposite me on a different stool, her hands stirring the potion mixed attentively with a few lines of her age wrinkles visible on her cheeks. I swallowed with thoughts of things to say. Yeah, right, the only
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