Though the King's sheath made his fucking feel slick and easy, being pounded by his giant cock for so long had left her sore. She worried the doctor would quiz her, and that she'd have to lie, but he assumed she'd been used hard at the Trial and treated her without comment. He was distracted. "The King cannot keep the Army in the capital any longer," he explained, as he walked her out of his tent in the Pavilion. "He's sending the regiments back to their posts, and they'll be marching out over the next few days. The tents will go down tomorrow, and all the soldiers have made time for one last visit. Many have been rough with the aspirants—and these are the late-comers, girls who were too scared or indecisive to enter earlier." "I thought you seemed distracted," said Ruby. "I am exhausted," said the doctor. "It hasn't been this bad since the day the tent opened. The soldiers went mad, then. They were fresh from the war and brutal." "If the aspirants have stayed long enough for you to treat them, they must be brave." Ruby said. "They are," the doctor agreed.
