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"Your Majesty.”

Zaicin held out his hand towards Latil as if to beg her to embrace him quickly.

Latil took his hand and kissed the back of it. Perhaps because of the priestly robe underneath, there was excitement and a little hesitation at the same time.

"God.…..do you mind if I take your man?"

Latil unbuttoned his shirt with her other hand and asked God for permission.

There was no negative response, so it seemed to work.

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