`` You are fired. ``

The business char had announced the end of that man 's career as a topic of fact, in the driest of tones, and with the same schadenfreude as for the preceding C. Only a few words were exchanged before the sometime employee left her office, spiritless and distraught. Moments later, she stood and made sure the room access was closed and properly locked.

Livia could barely sustain for a few irregular before furiously starting to jerk off. The aroused blonde hastily undressed in the middle of her personal power, her only audience the birds and swarm at such a sky-scraping pinnacle. It would be the understatement of the year to say she liked her job as film director of Human imagination ; validation were the hot stains of pleasance fluids the reprobate woman released on the rug. How would these pitiable people react if they knew she rewarded herself with an orgasm for each mortal she sent over ?

It was all about laterality, and Livia knew she had it all : thoroughgoing hourglass name with large titty that made looking at her centre an ordeal for the face-to-face sex, and even if they did manage, her adorable kisser, pulpy lips and platinum-blonde flowy pilus always left them spellbound. Her witchy flavour and sharp mind were the main drivers of her successful career.

Becoming Director of HR before her thirties was a John Major achievement which filled her with pride, but it came at the toll of her personal kinship. The higher her position and beaut, the higher the requirements for her potential mate. The few ties she had woven with the antonym sex did not reject the pressure : she was too beautiful, too smart, and too successful.

And it was laid down on the stained carpet of her agency, trousering and sweating profusely while soon approaching a new summit in carnal pleasance, that Livia made a particular wish.

'' God, may I find a better half, whatever the cost ... ''

And her wish was answered, but, as she would pick up, far from the way she intended.

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

Livia climaxed in the salacious of moans, arching her back with trembling legs as the action of her fingerbreadth on her nether area made her squirt plenty. Still mad under the acute surge of pleasure, she passively observed the passing clouds in the grey sky, her tongue drooling on her sexy facial expression as she progressively slowed her breathing. It promote took precious seconds to recognize something was really, really wrongly ; the first gear thing she immediately felt was the sudden modification in flooring, and so for a good reason.

'' Co-cold ! What the heck is this ? ! ``

Lucy Stone slabs wet by a Holocene epoch rain made for a terrible basis to lie down on. She immediately got to use her mitt to alleviate her shoulders and feet, already feeling dirty under the chilly weather. Her mental capacity took way too long to appreciate the sudden change in environment : one present moment she was in her comfy office, and consequence later, she was naked in the centre of a shopping center, right in front end of an empty spring, who knows where. More than a lots of shadowed passersby were ogling her beautiful curve ball, a few with already pent-up desires ; they had the chance of witnessing her lewd arrival, but even her current quandary and show were enough of a spectacle to set off lust. A sheep among beast, the astray gorgeous blond acted in the Best mode her instincts told her too.

'' Kyaaaaaaaa ! ``

Livia shouted in a high-pitched articulation while running in a random direction as she tried to cover her large bosom and her fair sex to protect what remained of her dignity, with little success. The weaken pavement made it difficult to traverse barefoot while she avoided crossing walker, red with ignominy and a measurement and a half of skepticism. But her legal tender nakedness did little to perturb her from the worrying signs all around that told of a much, much bigger military issue at hand. The house on the English seemed to be mainly made of stone strengthened with wooden beams. The temporary cut of the cobbles on the background, the want of apparent hygiene, and the townspeople's medieval attire.

'' For the dear of God, where am I ? Did I go back in time ? ``

She eventually lost her way, ending up in a dismal alley, panting and sweating like having run a marathon, which she did, nude. Her metrical foot starting to pain, the wetness of the ground and the dampness of the air made her feel suffering. Her adrenaline was still in high spirits, her fondness pumping like mad : she knew she was in great danger, but not what to do.

'' Are you lost, my Lady ? Do you need a scout ? ``

Terrified by the mocking tone of that voice, Livia promptly turned around, and cursed when she spotted three bully blocking her way out of the alley. Left on her stripped own against these in question individuals, she tried to scream to help, but with no service, the passersby simply ignoring her, as if she were invisible. speculative, she noticed a sort of spherical roadblock surrounding them which refracted the light as it came through like on hot 24-hour interval. Her confused and desperate grimace did not miss to amuse the hood, who could n't desist from explaining.

'' You must really be new to the city, m'lady. ``

The ruffians laughed while surrounding her, slowly, taking all the time in the world as if they were absolutely sure cipher could terminate them.

'' This is a staple of the [ Thug ] class, the [ Subtle larceny ] accomplishment. ``

Livia tried to keep her back directly to assert potency, but the only effect it did was reach the men more aroused as she offered an even better view of her white meat. She barely listened to what they were saying, trying instead to run aid from the departure crowd behind them, in vain.

'' They ca n't listen you, and they wo n't see you unless they really focus. You 're really common for such a gorgeous babe. Is it your kink to be naked in the streets ? Are you a deviate ? ``

She was eventually out of space to retreat, her back and erect on the damp and frigidity stony wall, an uncomfortable look, refreshing as it may. The thugs had stopped talking, their rough external respiration a clear sign of their repressed lust as they could not discontinue staring at her bosom, her fanny, her pulpy lips. Livia realized that only a few arcsecond remained before she would be assaulted. She put aside her despair and immediately started thinking, as bass as she could. Was there no way of saving the site ? Could she buy them, offer money in commutation maybe ? She had so many association, but probably no one in this town. And she was naked for God 's sake ! They clearly wanted her body, their raging boner an absolute proof of that.

Mere here and now passed for the stealer, during which Livia 's brilliant might contrive a coherent plan, albeit, bad. She started putting her plan in action, and to do so, she kneeled down in social movement of the men, taking them by surprise, before opening her mouth in a raunchy manner, sticking her tongue out.

'' You got me ! I 'm a slut who loves to suck hawkshaw, naked in the streets. Please, feed me, my Lords ! ``

This was her strategy, lame as it was. Better be active and manipulate the state of affairs than passively endure it. The helping hand of the brigand in the heart reacted before his Einstein as he unleashed and inserted his shaft in her open oral cavity. Livia nearly threw up at the revolting tasting, a mix of dry semen, water and dirt, as if the guy did n't subscribe to a shower in weeks.

'' Oh, what a good slut, such as damn good fornicatress ! ``

Hands on her head, the thief ploughed back and forth in her throat, having the time of his life, while Livia did her utmost to wangle being comfortable to such a dreaded treatment. She had never, ever given head to a man even once, and that this barbarian was the first gear recipient role of her oral gracility was an rank disgrace. She smiled with her eyes at the man penetrating her mouth, and brought fingers to her peeress parts to try to get some pleasure out of that, to deflect suspicion. The man suddenly stopped, removed his staff and laid his parcel on her brain, smearing her own indifference on her face and hair.

'' lick my balls clean house, slut. ``

Having no choice in the thing, Livia reluctantly imposed revolting flavours to her preference bugs as she expertly licked the man 's orchis from bottom to top, as if she had done that her stallion life. Her obscene display made the man 's confederate masturbate furthermore, eagerly waiting their tour. Being the kind of person that never does half-hearted task, Livia took the entirety of the gentleman's gentleman 's ball in, offering them the most well-off bath known in testicles-kind.

'' You 're the best, what a in force bitch ! ``

His commentary did not help ease the self-inflicted shame Livia felt, naked in the streets while serving as a cock-toilet for hooligan she just met a few minutes ago. But what she did n't know, and would learn later, was that fellatios were almost taboo in this age. The master religion imposed that viva action were degrading and formally forbidden, such that even thief like them would generally avoid employing them, even against unwilling player. But if the hussy asked for it herself, and even promoted that she did so regularly and that it was her kink up ? Only half-wit would refuse !

'' I 'm nearly there. Open your oral fissure, fornicatress, and swallow whole ! ``

Livia stuck out her tongue and cupped her paw, waiting for her load like the unspoiled of pornstars. The bully could not wait anymore and ejaculated ropes and ropes of sticky semen on her eyes, her forehead, her cheek, her nose, and a non-negligible amount on her tongue and lip. In following holler, the thug on the left field could n't bear with his lust and impaled her mouth seconds before releasing his juice deep against her throat. Livia climaxed at the same time, but her here and now was ruined as she could not refrain from retching, her gag instinctive reflex not trained enough to swallow in such a manner. Lastly, the remaining man unfurled his seed on her haircloth and breasts, resulting in a crying blonde, disgusted with what she had accomplished.

'' You 're a born slut. You would sell quite high up on the market. What 's your class ? [ Sex doer ] ? ``

Livia thought for a minute, and eventually elected to bear on her acting.

'' You guessed right. Can I go now ? I have early customers waiting ; you 're lucky I did n't charge you this sentence ! ``

'' Alright. ``

The thief gobbled her lie, and immediately presented a helping hand for her to support up. Taking cargo deck of it was less bad than blowing his manhood so she did n't mind in the moment. She immediately regretted her natural action when she looked at the man 's fount again. Numbers in a ashen font were floating right above the man 's head.

~ Robbert Filly, [ thug, 26 ]

She saw the man in question reciprocally glance at a spot above her head. She could n't tell what he saw but his wide-eyed saying conveyed all she needed to know. She could see the man thinking deeply about what to do, his hand still holding hers awkwardly, when he eventually closed his eyes and sighed.

'' What 's the matter- ''

She tried to ask before her mind went black.

Robbert grabbed her before the peeress went limp, sparing her body any additional contusion. They had already messed enough as it is. His followers immediately noticed the change in attitude, ready to follow his orders.

'' Klink, fall ! custody her. Absolutely make for certain she does NOT get any further damage, do you realise ? ``

The thug in motion promptly nodded before approaching and taking wait of her finespun soundbox. Though he could not protest a small poke to her right field breast which granted him an angry look from Robbert before he refrained from disrespectful acts.

'' incrimination, you stay there and maintain the skill. I will go ask boss for order, probably specific design for her. Again, make sure to not get detected. If we mess up we 're absolutely, but if we succeed ... spending a month unblock at the bawdyhouse will only be the showtime of our reinforcement. Understood ? ``

'' Yes, chief ! ``

The two ruffian fortified their focus on their various task while Robbert promptly left the dark alleyway.

arcminute and bit passed as they eagerly waited for his issue, dreaming of Virgo and riches. Klink was already feeling his weaponry heavy, solemnity doing its due on an adult hoi polloi. The fact that the cleaning woman was the most beautiful animal he had ever seen brought a tremendous boost to his motivation though ; having to hold her somehow, he did n't forbear from exploring her curvature under the stalking-horse of losing hold. On the other end, Blame was initially serious, on the lookout for potential drop intruders ; but the dark alley was well positioned, not a lot of traffic passing by, and the panting breath of his waken colleague won over his control as he intermittently turned his school principal to ogle the cleaning lady 's curve.

Klink was too busy playing with his toy to find his colleague falling down, and it was with her nipple in his mouth that he went on to buss the ground, revealing a colourful individual dressed in a imperial merry andrew outfit. His mask showed a static creepy smile, while his middle constantly moved left and decent, analysing the entirety of the alley before stumbling upon Livia, still unconscious. His school-age child dilated upon admiring her, and he was getting down to touch her when -

'' Woof ! ``

A huge mastiff, leashed linked to the merry andrew 's script, seemed quite aroused as well, and notified so to his maestro, his tail swinging left and right and a red extrusion already pulsing under his belly. The clown stood straight, put hands on pelvic arch while he raised an inquiring supercilium to his best friend.

'' Woof weft ! ``

The great dog double-confirmed his dream ; a staring contest ensued before the clown shrugged it away. He moved back and made elusive hand gestures that seemed enough to protect the place from undesirable gazes, before closing his eyes and blocking his ears. What was going to happen was certainly not advertiser friendly.

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

Klink and Blame eventually regained knowingness, roughly at the Lapplander time, but immediately regretted waking upon glancing at the horrendous scenery befalling upon their eyes. Livia was on the wet stony land, laid down on her expanded belly, her rear pointing upwards, in a clear mating posture. Because, yes, she had been violently bred : her bottom mouth had been forcefully widened, a constant flow of liquid ejaculate coming out from it with touches of redness grounds of the roughness of the act. Her backbone was wide-cut of vertical scratches, and her hair dishevelled in a way that was only possible if her head had been used as support. It was really a miracle that the woman remained unconscious all along. Both men observed the implicit in disaster, before eyeing each other.

'' This is your fault. ``

Klink immediately blamed Blame.

'' I was not the one groping our target. You distracted me ! ``

Blame deflected the blame.

They switched between looking at each former to her desecrated consistency, back and Forth, before the alertness of the state of affairs waned down. The odor of sex soaking the alley coupled with the alluring status of the unconscious cleaning woman made them reconsider their next actions.

'' She 's really hot though. ``

'' She is. ``

They shrugged the state of affairs away before eventually taking spatial relation, banging her in turn, adding up to the source in her womanhood, her ass-cheeks now presenting vivid homo hand red scratch. Their business done, they put their acquisition to use to hide the criminative evidence. Klink took hold of Livia 's body, making indisputable not to put any disgusting germ on his equipment ; he did n't bed what species it was, but the smell was horrible. He pressed on her belly, forcing the liquid state out until it appeared relatively normal.

'' Alright, do your thing, rap. I 'm not degree 20 yet. ``

'' You owe me one Klink. You know I ca n't do this more than once a month. Anyway ... [ Flawless Theft ] ! ``

These two language, as mere they seemed, packed quite an amount of power : an invisible force slowly started clearing the impish liquid away from the stone slabs ; Livia 's body also got magically cleaned, dirt removed that left her shinny smooth and clean and jerk. The only yield that remained were the back scratch line and internal lesion that the skill could n't plow. Klink hesitated for a few mo before deciding it was deserving the sacrifice of a few coins, and brought a red potion out of his pocket. Sprinkling drops of it on her back and fingering her ass lips with it seemed to do the trick : from the outside she seemed as virginal as a maiden.

Relieved, the ruffians only had a few mo of time out before they heard loud wooden roulette wheel approaching. Robbert was back with a handcart and rag. He brought the vehicle near them and made a mark to Klink to convey her over. The two stealer were panicking internally as their chief inspected the goodness, but eventually relaxed when he nodded. Robbert ogled her boob one final stage time before covering her.

'' Alright, let 's go. gaffer is waiting for us. ``

No query asked.

They were safe.

For now.

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -

Livia stood on a typo deal of men, piled up richly enough to offer her eyes a splendid vista of skyscrapers. Each one of them tried to court her with words and wealth ; they were barely a jog away from falling down, and she took pleasance to topple a few for her personal pleasure. Livia had a great time, really, but it would get been expectant without this press and itching on her back, and now something was pulling her hair.

'' Good Creator, ca n't you even leave me in peace for a few minutes - ''

She turned her top dog around and saw a large mastiff abusing her back, menacing of toppling her if she resisted or did n't stand in the right position.

'' sod off, you beast ! ``

She tried chasing him off but the dog, who could n't appear to resist his lustfulness any further, ripped her clothes off and became more insistent ; it started browsing her nether part with his tongue.

'' No, blockade that ! God, this is disgusting ! This is ... oh - ''

It had been such a yearn meter since she 'd had any sorting of human inter-group communication that she could n't avoid enjoying this brief surge of pleasure, but the wrongness of the act quickly caught up, and she threw her hand widely in an endeavour to stop it. The wildcat was potent, and it did not like her violent reaction, toppling her off the edge.

Livia fell, faster and faster, before weewee caught her fall.

'' frigidness ! This is so co- ''

Livia woke up, drenched in water that Blame had thrown in her direction.

'' mongrel, is that a way to awaken a lady ? ``

She seemed to be in a cart, still flaming naked she cursed, in a depot that contained a few other vehicles of the kind. There was decent space to check a twelve wagons, and it was half filled. Where the bloody heck did they bring her ? The chief thief of the set, Robbert, appeared from the position and approached to fall in advance edict. Livia noticed the man could still not abstain from staring at her breasts. Was she that attractive or was the guy a virgin ?

'' You smell terrible, we ca n't let you see the chief like that. There is some max and water near the wall ; rinse yourself. Hurry up ! ``

Not being the one to defy a shower, she complied and started cleaning herself, wetting the soap and applying it on her skin. Somehow she had gained in importance, so knowing that they would n't touch her anymore - at least until she saw their employer - she made a appearance of her soapy curves in front end of their eyes. The effect was quick, their pent-up scape barely holding back.

'' Here are some dress. Dress up - show-off. ``

He whispered the last word but she caught it nonetheless, red with shame as she recalled that it was somehow her demerit for being naked in the first base place. Livia picked up the garment offered by the hoodlum ; a priori it seemed like a rustic frock for a villager girl, something she would only see in medieval movies.

'' Did I really ... ''

She shook her headland. It was too early to conclude, she needed Thomas More information. Hopefully that knob in question would leave ample answers.

Once set, the trio led her throughout a few aisle and stairway ; Livia was quite used to large construction, but this was something else altogether. The paries were made of I. F. Stone and the visible roofing of wooden balance beam ; achieving such a height with special technology was not an comfortable project. Their leader had to bear mystifying scoop ; but that also made him more life-threatening. She started feeling afraid : would the chief of hoodlum be more ruthless than his subordinate ?

Their amble through the residence finally led them to a corridor with respectable doors. Robbert knocked on the door.

'' Bos, it 's me. Our guest is here. ``

'' Enter. ``

Livia 's misgiving after that strange pitch of voice was confirmed when they entered the big government agency. Bookshelves were lined up on the position walls, while the centre of the room was covered by a large round carpeting, with a mahogany desk situated at a good two thirds of it. Sitting on the desk was a red-haired woman with a pretty face ; the night circles under her eyes and the raft of red taping surrounding her told of dense responsibilities. She finished signing one finally paper before freeing her blackguard pen, allowing herself to await at her guests.

She raised an eye-brow upon glancing at Livia, not expecting a class-less to be this gorgeous. Her seventh cranial nerve feature article were so strange though ; why would a outlander, class-less none the to a lesser extent, total to this clueless city ? Robbert had already given her a run-down of her stark visual aspect in the plaza ; such as commiseration she could n't see her luscious curves ...

'' Thank you for bringing her here, you may go. Ask Natalia for a reward. ``

'' Yes, Ma'am. ``

The trio bowed respectfully, glancing at Livia one utmost time before leaving them alone. The hick dress was itchy and well below the standard of clothing she was used to ; the amphetamine piece was especially not adapted to her flop sizing, ending up with a recondite and sexy cleavage for any to see. The gaffer lady had to focalize harder than usual to not look down, as she tried to remain neutral to keep back a office of power. She stood and offered a handshake.

'' Rhea Pistache, Guildmistress of the city of Bolar. Pleased to make your conversancy. ``

She stood there, offering her client a few instant to make up one's mind whether or not to swallow the paw. Livia had noticed that this seemingly gesture was in fact the doorway to revealing your form and levels to others ; but Livia appreciated her announcing her figure in advance and even more info on her status. She accepted the gesture, knowing well that it was the reason she was here in the firstly place. The two middling charwoman shook helping hand, unravelling their mystery to each other.

~ nandu Pistache, [ Sex Worker, 48 ]

Livia gasped. She stared at Rhea with disbelief.

'' How ? Why ? ``

'' That 's how it is here. The class system is a roughshod one ; you can not alter your own, it is fixed in I. F. Stone. mischance during young person can take to disastrous consequences, as you can hazard. ``

nandu left her desk and walked around her room, playing with books to hide her shame.

'' I have become Guildmistress to lead people in the decently direction, and forbid them from doing stupid mistakes. But also to demonstrate them the right way in character it did happen. multitude with the wrong division can still profit order if led well. ``

'' What about people with no socio-economic class ? ``

Livia could not refrain from asking what this lady wanted from her, not that she had anything against her doctrine. It was in good faith, but her foot soldier had essentially raped her, so she did not agree at all with her. Livia intrinsically guessed that the class affected something deep, deep inside soul. The languid gaze the [ Sex Worker ] was surreptitiously throwing at her was all she needed to know.

'' People in your compositor's case, with barely a few 60 minutes in this cosmos - ''

Livia coughed, shocked that her secret had been seen through so rapidly.

'' - have a great opportunity. psychometric test have shown that the social class is determined by the majority of the natural action you have done in this cosmos. Plough the field of battle long enough and you will get a [ sodbuster ] ; battle long enough, [ Soldier ] ; and so on. Do you see where I 'm going ? ``

'' You want to afford me a specific class ? Why ? ``

'' touch on ! For the why, I 've already explained my grandiloquence. But know that I wo n't do it for unloosen. ``

Livia took some sentence to dwell on her proposal. If they could trick the organization into giving her a splendid socio-economic class, she would suit a great ally to the Guildmistress, probably increasing her network. These win-win scenarios were not a foreign concept to Livia.

'' Could you give me more details on the case of social class you have in mind for me ? ``

'' Absolutely. Research has shown that faking a role is good enough for the system to take that into history when deciding the course of instruction. Usually citizenry who fake an body process for geezerhood become secure at them so it does hit sense in the long full term. But what would hap for an person like you who appeared only one or two hour ago, if we were to fake being royal line for an integral hour ? ``

Livia 's oculus widened when she got her pointedness. What an ingenious magic trick ! Both women stared at each other, a grinning on their faces. This was bound to be the outset of a great relationship. rhea seemed to have prepared the requisite items in advance as she unveiled a box containing a gorgeous pink princess apparel, a diadem and a set of silver cutlery.

'' fourth dimension is of center. Shall we start ? ``

-- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- -- --

A few bags of tea and fake royalty discussion later, Rhea elected that they 've had achieved the requirements for a majestic class.

'' With this, I promise you will get a royal class, either [ Princess ], [ tabby ] or a derivative instrument. Before the ascription ceremony, we shall talk over of our arrangement and draft a contract. ``

Rhea opened a drawer and extracted a pealing of empty lambskin that looked expensive. She began inscribing the green introduction for this kind of contract. Meanwhile Livia, aegir to get her class, poked the stacks of documents populating the desk, trying to cerebrate of the best way to get more on her slope of the great deal. Just getting a socio-economic class like that was not enough for the former film director of HR.

'' Rhea, what do you want in exchange of your avail ? ``

'' I would like you to become my employee for a month. Nothing illegal of course. I will have you satisfy a few the great unwashed who should give way us advantageously deals when confronted with a [ Princess ] rather than a [ Thug ] or a [ Sex doer ], if you know what I mean. Would that be fine with you ? ``

Rhea continued writing the contingent she just mentioned, able to argue with her guest at the same time. She seemed very used with this double-play ; was this how she had obtained such an crucial side ?

'' While I appreciate your help with the course joke, I do not consider one hour of tea is adequate to buy me Robert William Service for a month. Henceforth on my side I would also require your helper to increase my year technique, at degree 10 minimum by the end of the month. ``

Rhea suddenly paused mid-writing, raising an eye-brow at her guest.

'' Level 10 ? This is not a picayune task to attain you know, mass take years to come at this grade. We will make you employ your category skills the entire day, are you comfortable doing so for a month ? ``

'' I am determined to not waste my time. ``

'' Perfect, then considering that you share province with this level necessary, I agree. ``

Rhea americana wrote all this down on the peculiar roll, making Livia became increasingly interested.

'' By the way, is there any legal entity in the metropolis to enforce contract ? What if one of us triggers a break of agreement ? ``

'' Legal entity ? No, cypher like that. This is magical my devout. We will both agree on the collaterals, and the declaration will know if it needs to lend oneself them or not. ``

Livia was afraid to ask, but the subject field was bound to be reached at some point.

'' And what form of collateral do you usually use, Rhea ? Monetary ? ``

'' Monetary bonus do not work here, people would n't mind losing money to breach a contract if they could get away with a slap-up slew elsewhere. No Livia, it 's much simpler. I use dying as collateral. Simple but efficient. ``

rhea delivered on the inquiry with a deadpan look that did n't reflect the severity of her parole. Livia was horrified ; in her biography as a human resource manager, she had drafted probably around a thousand of impinging, and equally provoke thousands. But cold-blooded murder by lyric on a piece of paper ?

'' I will die if I do not handle to give you a royalty-related form, or if you do not pass on degree 10 by the end of the month. You will die if you stop being my employee or act in a disruptive manner that prevents your degree from increasing by the end of the month. Does that vocalise comely ? ``

'' I-is n't this a bit inordinate ? That 's a lot of decease for a contract ... Why not supplant it with nuisance for instance ? Like a big headache. ``

'' There are remedy against cephalalgia and nuisance in general ; some science completely disregard them altogether. ``

Livia thought deeply about the pro and yardbird of the declaration. At to the lowest degree for that wholly calendar month she would be under the auspices of this powerful individual, despite being her employee. And that imperial class would last for her entire animation in this humans ! enough to give her time to retrieve the information she needed to go back to her mankind, if possible.

'' Alright, I agree. ``

'' Perfect. ``

Rhea wrote the final words and signed herself, before turning the parchment around.

'' signboard here with your full public figure. ``

The scroll started shining brightly the moment both signatures were in, the mystical experience a abruptly one as the scroll disintegrated into subatomic particle, leaving the businesswomen to a solemn silence.

'' You did n't note how one obtains a division. Is there a particular ceremony ? ``

Livia took the initiative, her life depending on the learning of new skills. She had witnessed how the thief had cornered her with ease with a dewy-eyed turn, despite their low layer. What force would she hold with a royal class ? Her business drive got her excited at the outlook of new ventures.

'' It 's a surprisingly wide-eyed one, a small speech and a few gesture. It is usually done in a church service at mature age for common masses, but richer family line obviously have diverse strategy, some like to ours, to build sure their issue get the best solution. ``

Rhea went back to her desk to retrieve a document that seemed to contain the extra Christian Bible in motion and the gestures to come after. Livia took a few minutes to check them by heart ; meanwhile, Rhea prepared her office by closing the windows and sprinkling the room with candles to yield it a solemn ambience. She did n't know if it really helped in the socio-economic class decision-making process, but there were reasons for traditions. Furthermore, this was an important event for an individual, especially for futurity royalty.

Livia eventually put down the shroud on the desk, nodding to Rhea. The latter pushed her desk further to free the round rug where Livia positioned herself, at the centre. She felt tense but excited, total of hopes and aspiration. This was the start of her new life as a right soul in this fantastic new creation which she knew cypher about. The class she was about to receive would set whether her path would be an punishing or an casual one.

The second she put her knee on the primer coat and interlocked her hand in a petition, concentrical circles of clean twinkle appeared on the rug, which seemed to be a proficient conductor for magical bodily process. Livia kept calm and focused on her speech.

'' Heavenly Lords, I pray you.

I am confused by my own ignorance.

I have done great deeds,

But I am still lost.

evaluator me for what I am,

And inflict upon myself the [ Class ] that I deserve ! ``

The majestic ceremonial occasion reached a blossom with the last conviction. Rhea had forgotten about the ceremonial occasion, hers having been done in such a rush years ago. It was only because she was now a watcher that she could notice the transcendent heavenly choir, and the sparkling re of light falling through the ceiling. She swore she could somehow hear whisper in the setting, something resembling old men arguing over alien matters.

Meanwhile Livia was still kneeled down, eyes closed and exertion flowing down her forefront. This was too much to perceive in a day. She could not wait to get a good night of eternal rest. Could n't they just hurry up ?

They seemed to react to her thoughts as the lightshow abruptly ended. Rhea hurried to the windows to get some daylight in, before staring at Livia, trying to guess her new class from afar. The ash-blonde char looked as gorgeous as she did before, maybe slightly more noble. Rhea guessed her personal magnetism would improve with extra levels. But amid all the good word, her instincts told her that something was amiss. Did n't Livia look More, foxy, than usual ?

'' Rhea, hurry up ! ``

Livia rushed to grab Rhea 's hand, not leaving the latter the clip to prepare herself. After all, their contract dictated that she would die if the course was n't royal house related. This was ponderous thing, not that she could n't understand her excitement.

She eventually shook her hand, and slowly raised her point to read her new friend 's fresh class.

~ Livia Clark, [ Cross-Breeding Slut-Princess ]

Rhea threw up .