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The admission is an uncomfortable reminder of the reason we’re here. An accidental death happened five years ago because we’re selfish assholes who just wanted to get our dicks wet. How were we to know that she was the Captain of the Queen’s guard visiting her aunt?

The Queen doesn’t seem to notice my walk down memory lane as she continues. “So it’s settled! There’s just one tiny little thing,” she begins, biting her lip. While she’s still beautiful at twenty-nine years old, her younger step-sister is radiant. “Lana is used to being serviced nightly, and since there’s a plethora of loose moraled people at the camp, I want to make sure she’s taken care of. It’s bad enough I’m kicking her out of my bed to send her to hell.”

Oh Gods… is she? That’s just nasty. I try very hard to never imagine the Queen in any type of sexual activity, so this triggers my gag reflex. Honestly, I didn’t think I even had one.

Swallowing past the bile, I respond, hoping she’s not about to ask me to fuck this girl.

I think my dick only works for one girl these days.

“I’ll make sure she has someone to warm her bed,” I promise. “Does Lana require variety or will the same person suffice? Also, would she like a female lover, male, or is one of each preferred?”

I’m not sure how I managed to ask this with a straight face, but the Queen looks appeased by my questions to offer the best possible hospitality while she’s at the camp.

“I think variety would be nice, don’t you think? Lana prefers women, but won’t kick out a man if he’s pretty enough,” she says, waving her hand. “I don’t want to discuss this any longer, because it’s making me feel jealous. Lana is too pretty and too valuable to kill. She’ll arrive tonight. Be ready for her.”

Hanging up on me without preamble, I’m left shaking my head at a black screen.

“The worst thing is, this isn’t the most fucked up call I’ve ever been on,” I mumble, standing to go see the Warden and prepare for the Queen’s latest fuck toy to come stay at the camp.

I also need to warn Silla, because until Lana is gone, our beds will all be cold without our girl in them.

* * *

The Warden didn’t takethe news well. I knew he wouldn’t, but throwing a book at my head was a little over the top.

“Grayson!” I yell, ducking out of the way.

“Don’t yell my given name at me like that,” he shouts back. “A fucking spy is coming to live here for an undetermined amount of time. I need to make sure we’re ready for her, and also prepare everyone to keep their mouths shut about our new gardening project.”

“Then let’s go, big man,” I taunt. The answering growl is absolutely worth it. He’s hard to get riled up usually.

Stalking toward the door, he takes a deep breath, and the Warden everyone knows takes over. He’s collected, calm, and I’m pretty sure just as much of a psychopath as we are. No one should be that good at masking their real feelings.

Walking through the halls, he grabs one of the secretaries. “Will you make an announcement on the PA system please that I need to have an FRC assembly please? Both staff and students in the Lilac Auditorium in the next fifteen minutes.”

Nodding, she rushes away to complete her task. The Lilac Auditorium is huge, and the only room that can comfortably accommodate all of us. It’s rarely used because the Warden doesn’t like to use it.

However, because we are on a tight schedule, it’s going to be needed.

“Walk with me,” he grunts at me, not giving me a chance to reply before he’s on the move again. The man is a tank as people remove themselves from his path. I may give the Warden shit, but he is the glue that keeps this place together, and I have a lot of respect for that.

As we enter the auditorium, the secretary delivers her message over the intercom system. Isaac, my sister, and Sidney are the first to walk in, confusion on their faces. Seeing us, they rush toward us.

“What’s going on?” Isaac asks, unasked questions glittering in his gray eyes.

“The Queen is sending in a spy,” Grayson grunts. “Ayden had a call with her today, as she’s unhappy none of the Section B recruits are ready to be released into the field. Since Queen Cinder despises travel, she’s sending in a woman named Lana.”

“I hate that bitch,” Andrya sighs. “If it’s the same person I believe it to be, she’s the Queen’s handmaid and personal assistant. I’ve never heard of her being sent anywhere to compile a report for the Queen though, because Lana typically can’t leave her side.”

“They’re definitely fucking,” I murmur softly, closing my mouth as people start to arrive. Needing to get this out, I continue at barely a whisper. “Queen Cinder wanted me to put Lana in a room with Silla, but I told the Queen she couldn’t have a roommate due to the severity of her nightmares. Lana also requires a nightly fuck during the duration of her stay that we are to provide. Please poll Section B to see who would like to work on their skills in a real time situation.”

“You want to keep Lana happy, but also see if she’ll let any information slip during pillow talk,” my sister says, understanding my words the best.

“Exactly. We also need to be extremely careful with how we interact with Silla while Lana is here. I recommend a family meeting before she gets to FRC,” I explain.

Grayson also swallows his tongue at my mention of a family meeting, and I grin.

“Would you prefer Brother Husband, Sir? But then that leaves out my sister. This is the best way I could describe it,” I tease him.

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