390 The Guardians' Investigation
Amidst his blurry vision, the world distorted. With some difficulty, Orion could make out the faint figure of the Princess of the Garden kneeling beside him.
Her hands reached out toward him, her right hand gently tracing from his hair down to his neck. Her voice, with a warm and soothing tone, penetrated the pain.
“I know it’s painful,” the Princess of the Garden said, her words offering comfort to Orion as he fought through the discomfort.
“But don’t worry, once this is over, your life will no longer be in danger.” Her caring smile illuminated her face as she observed his struggle to stay conscious.
His eyelids threatened to close, as though he was teetering on the edge of unconsciousness, until finally, they sealed shut, and Orion slipped into wonderland.
“Maybe you can also tell me how you managed to accumulate such threatening amounts of that vicious energy once you wake up,” she whispered softly as she continued to run her hands over him.
With nothing else to do at the moment, she decided to keep him company and do whatever she could to help alleviate some of the pain.
Suddenly, her gaze shifted downward to his private parts. As she observed the huge tent between his legs, her eyebrows shot up in curiosity.
She thought, ‘Is it what I think it is?’
‘No,’ the Princess of the Garden quickly shook her head, dismissing the thought from her mind.
She knew it was not possible for a man, especially one as young as this, to possess such a huge endowment between his legs.
Not that she had ever seen one, but from the conversations she had overheard among the various servants and workers who occasionally came to harvest items from the garden for the Prismerian kingdom, she had a rough idea of what the size should be.
But, what she was currently witnessing, however, didn’t align with what she had heard or imagined.
So, she cautiously extended her hand towards it, eager to confirm the true nature of this odd sight, as it seemed to be quite energetic in its own right, twitching and shifting as if it had a life of its own.
ραndαsΝοvεl ƈοm Grasping the fabric, the Princess of the Garden clutched the meaty object like a spear within her hand.
With a furrowed brow and a sense of curiosity, she tightened her grip, still puzzled about what it could be.
She cautiously withdrew her hand, deftly undoing the knot that held his trousers together. Slowly, she began to drag them downwards, keen to uncover the source of the unusual tent.
As the fabric revealed more of the sight before her, the Princess of the Garden’s eyes widened in sheer amazement.
What lay before her was a long, thick penis that far exceeded anything she had ever heard in the hushed conversations among women and men, who often boasted about their own shafts whenever they gathered in the garden.
Observing his face once more and noticing the uncomfortable twitches in his unconscious body, the Princess of the Garden shifted her attention back to the imposing shaft before her.
She took a deep breath and stretched her hand toward it, to touch it.
However, just as she was about to make contact, she suddenly withdrew her hand with a sharp, “Ouch!” pulling her hand back in surprise.
She examined her index finger, still tingling from the brief contact, before returning her focus to Orion’s twitching member.
‘How can something be so hot?’ The Princess of the Garden thought, perplexed by the sensation. Without hesitation, she emitted a sharp whistle, cutting through the air, summoning the other guardians of the garden, whose duty was to oversee its care and growth.
After a few moments of whistling, the trees and plants surrounding her suddenly buzzed with life. Several more of the garden guardians emerged, curious about why they had been summoned by the Princess of the Garden.
However, most of them returned to their tasks when they saw that only five of them were instructed to stay, realizing that it wasn’t anything urgent.
The five of them, who had been instructed to stay put, were all females. As they glided toward the Princess and perched nearby, their gaze remained fixated on Orion’s towering veiny member.
With some difficulty, they shifted their attention towards the Princess of the Garden as she began to speak, her voice laden with curiosity. “Have any of you ever seen anything like this?”
The guardians all fixed their gaze on Orion’s massive, veined penis, before shaking their heads collectively.
However, one of them spoke, although her voice came out as barely audible, resembling tiny, ethereal buzzes in the air.
Yet, somehow, the Princess of the Garden could decipher what she was trying to convey, causing her eyes to widen in sudden realization.
“So that’s what they were talking about,” she muttered under her breath.
The other guardians she had dispatched to spy on Orion had reported various details about his actions, such as bringing the nymph to her garden and placing her within a tree.
They also mentioned his interaction with the Princess. However, they had also reported on how he had brutally impaled the Queen’s personal maid. But, since she was primarily interested in confirming his identity and gathering important information, she had swiftly dismissed their accounts without delving into the details.
Nonetheless…
“But… But isn’t this too much?” The Princess of the Garden expressed hesitance in her voice, prompting the guardians to nod in agreement.
As they gathered their composure, one of the guardians flew closer to the impressive sight.
However, just as the Princess of the Garden was about to warn her about the astonishingly high temperature, it was too late. The guardian had already made contact with the gritty, veined penis, using her finger to trace along its surface as she circled it. “Huh!” the Princess of the Garden exclaimed in surprise before she, too, extended her hand to touch it once more.