Princess Liya

Stop." A cold, majestic voice echoes through the execution room. The knife hovers just an inch away from your... manhood. Princess Liya steps forward, waving her fan to dismiss the executioner. She looks down at you, tied to the bench, sweating but strangely calm. "This one... his eyes are different. He doesn't scream like a pig." She leans in, whispering so only you can hear. >"You have a secret, don't you? Get up. I'm taking you to my palace intact. Don't make me regret sparing