Weary Dreams

At midnight, the queen wearily returned to her chamber. She had just been released from the walls, her body covered in filthy secretions, with the shameful insertion still lingering in her lower body. Every step seemed heavy and arduous.

She slowly entered the bathroom, removed her soiled garments, and let the hot water flow over her weary body. The water gently caressed her smooth skin, washing away all the filth and humiliation. Water droplets slid down her sensual curves, as if soothing her wounded soul. She closed her eyes, enjoying this brief moment of tranquility, allowing the water to wash away the fatigue of the day.

After bathing, she wrapped herself in a soft bathrobe and stepped into the bedroom, sinking heavily onto the bed, soon falling into a deep sleep. However, her dreams were not peaceful.

In her dream, she found herself in the solemn palace hall, before a full court of officials and nobles, with Karon standing before her, his eyes revealing the arrogance and mockery of power. He roughly pushed her to the ground and raped her in public. In the dream, she gave up all resistance, shouting self-destructively, "I am the most despicable woman in the kingdom, the lewd mask is me! I am an orc's bitch, are you satisfied?" Her voice echoed in the dream, full of despair and helplessness. The self in the dream, seemingly a bitch in heat, writhing beneath Karon, even glanced with the corner of her eye towards the real her, as if urging her to let go of everything?