She didn't hesitate, grabbing the shimmering collection and dumping them onto the silk sheets with a heavy clatter. Larus's face turned from a deep, burning red to a ghostly, terrified pale in a single heartbeat.
"Your Majesty? This?.." his voice wobbled, his fingers trembling as they brushed against the cold metal.
Heena gave him a devilish smile, her eyes glinting with a dark, satisfied light
"Well, this is a punishment for the consort, after all" .
With a swift, blurred motion, she was right above him. Her hand fisted in his remaining clothes, and with one sharp, violent tug, she literally tore them away.
RIPPPPP.
