The young prince stood from his seat, stepped toward me with a drunken smile, then fell over dead.

It was probably the easiest quest chain I had done since the Raid of Erectorian. The quest giver had offered me a mere 30,000 gold, but that wasn't what I desired. After all, money and experience points meant little to a max level paladin hero such as myself.

After tucking the dead prince to sleep soundly in his bed, I stepped out of his bedroom and eased the door shut with a click. The red carpet that lined the torch-lit halls was soft beneath my feet. The scent of sizzling meats and lavish meals poured from the dining hall. Laughter and cheers echoed within.

My heavy armor rattled with every step as I thumped against the stone floors. The guards both nodded and recoiled with respect at the sight of me. I was, after all, the wandering hero who saved the kingdom from the Mad Dragon, the handsome man who every guy wishes to be--and the one who every lady wishes to entertain.

"Ah, there he is!" The old king raised his chalice at me with reddened cheeks. "Obi Imsi, the hero of the land!" He was flanked by his most trusted aristocrats and nobles.

I shot him a charming smile. "King Darios. A pleasure."

"Oh, how wonderful," the king said, glancing at the others nearby. "You should have seen how this hero killed the terrible Mad Dragon."

A mustached nobleman nodded. "And to think the entire army could not fell such a beast." He stared at me with the sparkling eyes of a lesser man. "You truly are the legendary knight as told by the prophecy."

I chuckled. "I assure you, it was nothing too challenging."

As they laughed, I spotted her.

Porcelain skin. Red lips. Silky black hair. Flowing black dress. Sapphire eyes that lit the darkness. Stilettos that tapped at the stone floors. Her massive head-sized breasts swayed boobishly with every step, nearly pouring out of her dress as she titted over.

Boobs.

Her long legs were long and the perfect… leg shape. Her ass was fat in the best of ways, jiggling in cadence with the bouncing of her big ol’ hooters. The deepest instinct of my alpha manhood screamed at me to thrust my face to the softness of her. She stared into me with seductive bedroom eyes and a sly smile.

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I had her, and she didn’t even know it yet.

"Good evening," she said seductively. Her voice was wine.

"Good evening," I said with immeasurable charm.

"Ah," the king said as he gestured at her. "This is Lady Marianna, the Royal Magi."

I already knew who she was. "A pleasure," I told her.

"The pleasure is all mine." In an instant, she was upon me, wrapping herself around my arm. Her magnificent melons were soft against my skin. She stared up into my eyes with almost pouting lips. "Oh, whatever could we do without you? I must repay you somehow."

The nearby nobles blushed as they tried desperately to pull their gazes from us. Even the king knew what was to come.

I gripped her small waist with a free hand and grinned. "Indulge me," I whispered.

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As soon as the chamber door shut, she grinned at me like a wolf with narrowed, predatory eyes. The candles popped alight, the curtains slipped shut by invisible hands, her dress unraveled further.

"Well, Imsi?" she asked. "Did you accomplish the task?"

I stepped closer and met her hungry gaze. "Of course."

A dirty grin ripped across her face. "Good boy," she purred. "I suppose you'll want your reward now." Her eyebrow flicked up at the words. "I believe we agreed on thirty thousand."

I lifted her chin and felt her hands pull me in closer. "My rates have just gone up."

"Among other things, I see."

Her soft lips approached mine, close, closer, and she paused. From her cleavage, she produced a small vial of pinkish red liquid and smeared it across her lips. She hit me with those bedroom eyes.

She couldn’t resist me.

She pulled me down to her, and our lips met with hot passion.

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Cold.

Freezing.

Ice.

My eyes shot open, and a grid of white panels stared back. A fractal of glowing, dancing lights flickered--a chandelier.

I was goosebumps, the entirety of me.

Instinctively, I tried to pull my legs to my chest to fend off the freezing cold, but my body rustled against what felt like cold rocks. In a shock, I looked down to see that I was sitting in a bathtub full of ice.

How did this happen?

The bathroom door was open, and the bed was empty, the curtains pulled open to bring in the morning sunlight.

Lady Marianna was gone.

Why was I sitting in a bathtub of ice? What kind of odd fetish did I get into last night? Maybe the woman was freakier than I had ever imagined.

As I pulled my half-limp body out of the ice, I felt a stabbing pain in my back. I grunted and flopped onto the cold bathroom tiles like a fish.

I was sweating and freezing at the same time. When I felt at the sore tenderness on my back, it felt like something was missing. My eyes widened at the realization. "Scan: Health," I uttered.

My body shimmered by the spell and a distant voice faded into my mind. "Caution: Kidney function limited to 50%."

That bitch stole my kidney.