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Otrera looked flabbergasted.

Did Hippolyta just yell at her? Did she just tell her to fuck off?

'O Goddess! What's happened to my daughter?' she thought.

It had been so many years since Hippolyta got heartbroken and changed. So, Otrera had come expecting that perhaps Hippolyta had returned to normal. That the heartbreak had faded away.

'It seems I was wrong!' she thought.

"Go on and kill us then!" Hippolyta's words reverberated inside Queen Otrera's mind.

How could Hippolyta say such things?

Yes! Queen Otrera had threatened war. But she didn't say she was gonna kill any of them.

She merely said she would give them a lesson.

After all, killing each other was what Hera wanted when she put them in this cursed realm.

Why would Queen Otrera do something that would make Hera happy?

Seeing the flustered look on her daughter's face, Queen Otrera stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her.

"Oh my dear sweet daughter, how can you say such things? I didn't say I want to kill you. I merely said I want to see Byron. And I relayed Penthesilea's message to you. That's all."

Hippolyta raised her arms, too, embracing her mother. "Mother, I missed you!" She started crying.

"I missed you too, dear! I should have hugged you as soon as I reached here and talked to you like a mother instead of trying to boss you around. I'm so sorry!"

"I shouldn't have been rude too. I'm so sorry, mother!"

Now that the Mother and Daughter were hugging, the tension between Hippolyta's girls and Otrera's old ladies cleared and they all started greeting each other.

After all, most were mothers and daughters, or friends, or aunts... They were family.

All was well in the Central Castle.

And all was well in the Dining Castle too.

Byron had finished bathing and was now standing in front of Strawberry as she used a towel to dry his short black hair.

She intentionally pressed her boobs on his chest as she got closer to dry his back.

Intentionally exhaled her hot breath on his dick as she bent down to dry his groin.

Intentionally brushed her hair against his dick as she dried his legs.

Intentionally and intentionally kept seducing him.

Byron was surprised that his dick started throbbing from such small teases.

Haven't he fucked enough already? Why was his dick getting aroused so easily?

He wanted to pull her by the hair and shove his dick into her mouth, but he knew better not to.

The prayers had concluded and soon girls were going to swarm the building. He couldn't risk exposing his affair with Strawberry.

Strawberry knew this too. However, she kept seducing him, somehow wishing he could pin her on the ground and pound her once again.

She was already craving his dick again and she didn't seem to care if anyone caught them.

She pouted her lips when Byron resisted. "Let's go get you dressed!" she said, heading into an adjoining room.

Byron was surprised to find so many outfits for men. "Who wears these?" he asked.

"The Queen gave an order for them to be made yesterday before she left for New Themiscyra," replied Strawberry. "Which one would you like to try on?"

This reminded Byron that Hippolyta came to New Themiscyra sure that she would take him home.

In fact, she had several plans, Keza's being plan B.

'I wonder what was plan A,' he thought, pointing at a white outfit. "I want that one!"

"I was hoping you will pick the red one," said Strawberry as she reached for the outfit Byron had pointed at.

"It's great! I almost picked it. I'm tired of red though."

"Oh! I forgot that you came wearing red. That's understandable then."

Byron looked at himself in the mirror after Strawberry was done assisting him into that white outfit.

He knew his current body was great, but the loose outfit didn't allow the muscles to show.

His emerald eyes stared back at him as he studied his features, impressed.

'I always wished I had a dimple on my chin,' he thought, his gaze fixed on the cleft on his chin. 'Now that I finally have it, I don't know what else to wish for.'

And he wasn't capping or anything.

Back before he got paralyzed, he was considered handsome. Now, with this new face, he was five times more.

The smile, the eyes and the...

'Jeez! Am I really glazing myself? Damn!'

"It looks good on you!" said Strawberry, standing beside him.

The couple in the mirror was like something out of a painting.

He turned around and stared at Strawberry before he said, "You look so beautiful!"

A blush climbed her face like a liana.

"You're making me shy!" she said with a smile.

"That's because I'm telling the truth. You really are so gorgeous. Damn! Look in the mirror."

They stared at themselves for a while before they decided to leave the room.

It took them several turns right and left to reach the kitchen. "I feel as if I haven't eaten!" said Strawberry.

"Me too!" replied Byron with a chuckle.

Strawberry turned to look at him and pointed her finger at him. "It's all your fault!" she was full of giggles.

Byron found himself tickling her near the armpits as a retaliation for her outrageous accusations.

"How is it my fault!"

She giggled from him tickling her while yelling at him to stop.

"If you don't want me to tickle you, step away!"

Surprisingly, she didn't step away.

A grin appeared on Byron's face. "I knew it! You're enjoying it, aren't you?"

She giggled.

When he finally stopped, Strawberry approached one of the ovens and pulled out a chicken saying, "We both agreed we're hungry. Let's eat!"

"Yeah! Let's eat!"

Byron tore a drum stick from the chicken and started chewing on it as Strawberry was busy fetching more dishes.

She soon joined him. This time, they ate slowly, chatting and throwing around some jokes.

They weren't the only ones with joy though.

Back to the Queens, Hippolyta and Otrera were catching up, their girls doing the same.

They had left the Central Castle and they were now approaching the Dining Castle so that Queen Otrera could meet Byron.

None of them expected him to be in the kitchen. That's why they directly headed for the room as soon as they made it inside the castle.

You could imagine the disappointed looks they exchanged when they found the room empty.

"Where's he?" Hippolyta turned to her girls and asked as if they weren't with her all along.

When they kept quiet, lowering their gaze to avoid offending her, she said, "Go look for him!"

"Yes, My Queen!" Nym and Harmonita said in unison and then left the room.

Satisfied, Hippolyta turned to her mother and said, "Mother, you must be hungry after your trip! Shall I tell them to bring something to eat?"

"No! Tell them to take my girls instead. They're the ones who are hungry. I will eat after I meet him!"

You could see how excited she was.

Hippolyta invited her to sit on the couch with her.

Her mother ignored her. Instead, she approached the bed and collapsed onto it. "I'm so tired," she said. "The couch can only make it worse."

None of her old ladies had left. They all were tired and hungry but that was normal. What was not normal, though, was seeing a male.

They had come to see for themselves if there really was a male. Hunger was nothing compared to the anticipation that had built within them when they saw Nym and Harmonita go to bring Byron.

Was he really a real male? Would he be handsome? Was he strong enough to, you know...

These were the questions swirling within their minds right now.

Meanwhile, Byron was still slowly eating while chatting with Strawberry when Nym and Harmonita arrived.

"You guys almost made us think you were kidnapped or something. We looked everywhere for you when actually, you were in the kitchen? Goddess!"

Both Byron and Strawberry turned to face the owner of the voice. It was Nym.

Byron flashed her a smile, happy that their last encounter had broken the ice between them. She was talking to him as if they were friends.

As she should have!

After all, they had shared an intimate moment. Too bad he didn't get to fuck her for real.

His gaze drifted to Harmonita who stood with her head bowed, avoiding Byron's gaze.

Byron had guessed that she was tall and voluptuous back when he cured her of her Lust-sick, but seeing her actually standing up...

Seeing her was even more surreal.

'Oh gods! How can someone be this beautiful?'

He wondered when he would get to pound that big beautiful ass of hers again.

"The Queen is waiting for you in the room," added Nym.

Byron's lips curled into a devilish smile.

The way Nym said she was waiting for him in the room brought back memories from a few hours ago when Byron drilled Hippolyta's both holes.

'I guess she wants me to enjoy her pussy again!' he thought, standing up.

Though, when he reached the room, his jaw dropped as soon as he laid his eyes on the woman on the bed.

'Sweet mother of Jesus!'