The Missed Whore (Emperor Transmigration )
May I Ask for a Request.

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The next night the Prince finally came to Eleena's room. With painstakingness the woman expends all her abilities in satisfying the man in bed. Eleena is now lying with her naked body, she hugs the Prince's naked body and is only stymied by a thin blanket. His fingers played with the fine feathers on the Prince's chest with a gleam, he continued to be seductive.

"Are you satisfied with my service, Prince?"

"Um," the Prince closed his eyes, still permeating the delicious gallows all over his body because of their intercourse earlier.

"May I ask for one wish, every night even every time you want it I promise to serve you as before. Can I?" eleena's fingers on the Prince's chest dropped down and down stopped on the Prince's muscular stomach, turned there for a while and then went down to the Prince's private part.

Grap!

The prince held Eleena's hand when he was going to hold his personal belongings that were still swelling up, he did not deny if the service sexs from Eleena this time was very satisfying.

"What do you want? Santos also said to me that since yesterday you've been looking for me, it seems like this is important to you."

"That, emm.." suddenly Eleena hesitated.

"Eleen-na, say!" the Prince growled again with his impatience.

"May I go into the place where the workers make weapons? I want to see cool things there," said Eleena did not say clearly her true desire.

The prince was not surprised, because he knew when at the inn the other day if Eleena found out about objects such as steel and aluminum. He also wanted to find out where Eleena knew about it, maybe it was time.

"Well, I'll grant you," the prince took off his check on Eleena's hand.

Eleena wanted to shout happily but she did not want the Prince to be suspicious of her, "Accept still, Prince. I'll satisfy you one more time, how?"

"Hm," the Prince agreed with just a murmur.

Eleena's hand continued her wild activities, gently squeezing playing the tip of the Prince's possession with her fingertips. Then he got up from the Prince's embrace and bowed his head positioning his small mouth between the Prince's sword which was still glittering sharply. Put the object belonging to the Prince who stood upright into his mouth and re-satisfy the man's passion until the Prince groaned satisfied.

The next day, Eleena happily entered the weapons workshop, a lot of iron and tools to make a sword neatly arranged there. There is also wood to make arrows and materials to make arrows.

Santos introduced Eleena and also introduced the workers there.

"Call her Lady Eleena, she is the Prince's woman" Santos said.

"Greetings, ma'am," said the male workers there. In total there were 9 workers, from various ages even the youngest was 12 years old.

"She's the chief worker, call Uncle Patric," Santos introduced Eleena to the chairman there.

"Hello, Uncle Patric. Nice to know you," Eleena reached out her clean hand, but Uncle Patric did not welcome the Madam's helping hand.

"It's not that I don't respect you, but my hands are dirty, look.

"Ahhh," Eleena nodded, she forgot that she was also a craftsman in her world and every work her hands were always dirty.

"Alright, I'll leave Madam here. Because Pengeran already allows, but you must obey the Prince's rules. You still remember that, don't you, Madam?"

"Of course I still remember," Eleena quite clearly heard the requirements from the Prince, every time she spent inside the workshop she had to report her activities.

"Then I go" said Santos. He looked at the 9 workers there. "Don't be disrespectful to Madam, take care of your eyes."

"Okay" they said again.

Santos went walking towards the door to get out of there, he turned his head back to check the situation before leaving. Santos nodded then continued his steps towards the door and left the workshop.

"Well! Now where to start!" shouted Eleena spirit.

The workers did not understand what their Madam wanted, and could only disperse themselves resuming their respective jobs and only left Uncle Patric accompanying Eleena.

"Madam, if you want something to tell me."

"Uncle, the swords are made of iron. Is anything made of steel? I wanna see it? I used to want to see aluminum but Uncle Peter said the material doesn't exist and is still hidden."

Uncle Patric was surprised when a woman spoke about materials that were indeed kept secret. He as an expert making swords and weapons guessed, if the woman in front of him seemed to be very sorry about the weaponry.