Chapter 170: Openness. (Part 1)
The Stubborn Young Lady is visibly shaking, which doesn’t pass unnoticed by the other people who were present in the Central Lounge.
"I remember you"; Nonchalantly say Quetzally, locking her glare on Xhadry’s shivering body.
"There is no need for you to be so tense and nervous around me, I won’t hurt you, or that Young Lady who is your friend, It doesn’t matter how troublesome she may become, or all the suffering she will be unleashing across Leathemnur".
The comment does not have the desired effect, worrying Xhadry to a greater degree, because what used to be normal in her life, has become completely different, and the worst part is that she is basically powerless in the face of the potential dangers that lie ahead.
"Quelly, Don’t say things like that to my Cadets"; Lightly admonishes Deputy Director Darcia, as she takes a seat and drags Khallyon too, making him sit alongside her.
{What is Darcia’s problem?!...}
"Most of the Cadets already have to deal with enough day to day troubles, so you should avoid distract and scare them with something that for now, may or may not be necessary".
"I don’t agree Darcia"; Answers Khallyon as he grabs the Dragoness by the wrist, moving the woman’s hand to be right over the bulge of his pants.
Deputy Director Darcia rises an eyebrow with amusement, but she remains docile and playful, accepting the Rogue Cadet’s suggestion, giving light squeezes to the Young Man’s virility, even if the fabric of the pants and boxer are in the way.