Talks Back

As Arerto and Sabine were face to face their noses almost touching. Arerto studied the woman in front of her dark blue eyes in a face more handsome than beautiful with a strong jawline. Black hair tied up in a messy bun on top of her head. Earlier when Sabine strode up to her Arerto got a chance to see Sabine's body was toned and slightly muscular, with a few scars here and there. With firm breast that weren't big, but fit her physique perfectly. Her breasts and womanhood covered by her bikini armor.

Arerto's own long flowing blonde hair, green eyes, pretty face, and (while not as toned as Sabine) fit body was nothing to scoff at. Yet she felt less as she stood in front of Sabine. Staring into her dark blue eyes and challenging look, Arerto could feel her nipples hardening and a wetness from her womanhood. Every time Sabine called her weak or girl that wetness gradually increasing.

"Well girl what is your answer?" Sabine asked.

Arerto already flustered became angry replying "Stop calling me girl, you are only three or four years older than me. I am a woman also!"

Sabine took a step back with both hands on her hips,and let out a husky laugh, that caused a angry blush on Arerto's face. Arerto also cursed in head as the laugh made more wetness in her neither regions, fear that she might soon start leaking on the throne room floor caused even more embarrassment.

Sabine soon stopped and spoke "No you are not. I am a woman and will make strong queen. You are a weak girl pretending to a woman, one who is not fit for being queen."

Arerto's embarrassment and humiliation reached a boiling point, she stuttered out, while clenching her fists.

"I'am too a woman and fit to rule!"

While Sabine spoke she sounded mature, strong,and confident. To Arerto's own ears her own words sounded young, weak, and uncertain."How?" Arerto asked in her own mind. "How can this woman make me feel so weak, so inferior. Why was her body reacting like this?"

"Your highness" spoke the high priestess, coming up to led Arerto a few steps away. Arerto could see pity in the older woman's eyes. "Listens your highness I.."