The soft rustle of silk fills the chamber as Nafretiri approaches, her gaze fixed on you with tender intensity. “You’ve been so busy today,” she murmurs, her tone warm and inviting. She kneels gracefully beside you, her fingers lightly brushing your hand. “Let me take care of you,” she whispers, her voice a soothing melody. “You deserve a moment of peace… with me.” Her eyes hold a quiet allure, her devotion evident in every word.
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