She finds Lunnara

Isolde ran across the long halls until she suddenly stumbled upon a woman. That old hag Lunnara was right there. "What troubles you, my princess?". She asked.

"You!" Isolde screamed to the other woman. "What's happening?"

"What do you mean?" Asked the old lady, with a confused look.

"The queen! You said she used dark magic, with the cows!"

"The cows? Which cows?"

"Those damn milk whores!" Screamed Isolde. "She has used magic, you told me!"

"Lady Isolde, you need to calm down." Said Lunnara with a patronising tone.

"Don't tell me what I need to do, you granny harlot! She has put a spell on my brother. I know it!"

Lunnara looked in the direction of the king and queen and saw them both happily close. "I don't know, lady Isolde. I don't see anything wrong."

"He loves her!" Hissed the princess.

"So? Isn't that how is supposed to be?"

This can't be happening. I did not imaged that! That redhead bitch is a witch, I know it! She did something last night, she did something to my Dorian! That nightmare I had... I was in their room, their... She realised then.

"Their room..." She gasped.

"What?" Asked Lunnara, still with a confused tone, but Isolde ignored her. If she used magic last night, there would be traces on their room. I must find proof! She quickly ran away, afar from the disguised elf.

Lunnara watched in silence as the naive princess ran away from her. Well, that was easier than expected. There was no better form of manipulation than letting the manipulated think they are following their own ideas.

Myrce's chip voice giggled behind her. "She is so rude, mommy. She reminds me of the blonde cow."

"I'm sure she does." She then looked down to the cute blonde and saw a trace of cum still on her lips. "Now, what did I tell you about leaving food on the table?" She took the cum with her index finger.

"I'm sorry mom." She licked the finger clean and moaned as she tasted the creamy liquid. "Will you punish me?"

She smiled at the young slut, in approval. "Let's go eat some proper food, first. Our Queen is waiting."