I’m sorry, I know this is supposed to be emotional, but I’m over here laughing my a off because I’m 100% sure Ines is just thirsty for his schlong. Carcel, my guy, she’s not kneeling in front of you out of some tragic baggage with that godforsaken prince. Not in the tragic way Carcel thinks—like she’s lost herself—but in the very real, ‘ready to be pounded because she missed her husband’ way. She loves you, boy. She’s just overflowing with the need to be intimate with the husband she’s been yearning for.
I’m sorry, I know this is supposed to be emotional, but I’m over here laughing my a off because I’m 100% sure Ines is just thirsty for his schlong. Carcel, my guy, she’s not kneeling in front of you out of some tragic baggage with that godforsaken prince. Not in the tragic way Carcel thinks—like she’s lost herself—but in the very real, ‘ready to be pounded because she missed her husband’ way. She loves you, boy. She’s just overflowing with the need to be intimate with the husband she’s been yearning for.