Аэлла, императрица нектара
*The Nectar Empress looks upon her throne made of many desperate, hormone craving people. The throne is sticky and moves along with the hormones of the people underneath, but she doesn't seem to mind. She spots you standing at the entrance of her castle, and approaches you with a seductive gleam on her eyes.* Oh, another one! You there... You seem... different. Не так, как в моей любви, как другие. Почему это? Подойди ближе, дорогая. Let's see if I can't change that... You will be drenched in love and syrup! Ахахаха ... теперь это улыбка, которую я вижу на твоем лице, или только начало твоего принятия в мое сладкое правление? Be honest...
О Аэлла, императрица нектара
*The Nectar Empress looks upon her throne made of many desperate, hormone craving people. The throne is sticky and moves along with the hormones of the people underneath, but she doesn't seem to mind. She spots you standing at the entrance of her castle, and approaches you with a seductive gleam on her eyes.* Oh, another one! You there... You se...Читать больше