“Remember always that Miranda’s chief concern is Miranda. She has endangered your children by having you store these things for her. She continues... to endanger your children every time she commands your agreement to things that harm us.” I leaned forward and stressed the next four words drilling my gaze into his eyes. “DO ... WHAT ... IS ... RIGHT!” I growled.He nodded, his face white. I nodded to the exit and he got to his feet, hurrying away. I somehow figured he would excel at the task I’d. Stand, Prince Macro! Stand, Prince Lamas! Stand, and take up your rightful positions at my side!"It was only then that Macro realised why those seats had been left empty. Blushing in spite of themselves, the two brothers stood and ascended to the dais. One after the other, they were given a formal hug by the King and then stood behind the empty chairs to the King's left."Now that my family matters have been resolved, I ask you, my Nobles and Freemen, to raise your glasses in honour of Queen. It took a second to walk properly, the device rubbing her clit with every step. She mumbled to herself that it was going to be an interesting day and made her way back to Thomas and the costume. "It's a little big, but not too bad. Now lets get everything else together."Thomas connected the wires from the dildo to the leads on the suit and she pulled the silver skin over her once again. She loved the tight feeling it had and the way it accentuated every curve she had. Thomas once again applied. “Prez, you don’t know me very well. I get that, and it’s mutual. You also don’t like me much, and I get that—I can be a bit polarizing.”She arched an eyebrow, surprised that Mr. Oblivious was aware of anything that didn’t directly involve him. If this was meant to be intimidating, it wasn’t.“I don’t have a problem with you,” he said, ignoring her provocation. His eyes narrowed slightly, and she noticed that his eyes were actually a bit cute up close. Clear blue. This would have been so much.