Kiarra the Goddess of Death
Dra*'s Worries*
They speak the language of the land of Kaa. Translation.
Dra did not expect, if the figure of Kiarra full of surprises for him. The woman who is now included in the body of the brother turned out to be willing to share his knowledge to the lowly. Kiarra, who used to be a supermodel and was very attentive to style, taught them how to make clothes with various models.
"I have a dream to become a famous designer" he said, drawing on purple paper and ink.
"De-sig-ner?" ask the ladies because Kiarra often uses language that they do not know.
Dra, who was curious about Kiarra's past life, chose silence and listened.
"Yes. A fashion designer," he replied, then showed a picture of a model of clothing that made the five handsome men spontaneously clap, except Dra.
"Your insights are vast, General. Sorry, all this time we thought if you were a person who likes to be alone. You rarely go out of the palace if you come home from war," said an Asian-faced lady-in-waiting.
"Yes, that's right. The closest distance to be able to see you when the troop crosses the settlement when going to go and go home to fight. You never even attend a celebration party. But what happened yesterday was unexpected. Moreover, you chose me as one of the ladies," said the old brunette man.
Kiarra smiled because of the change in her who is now loved more by the people than her former self. Kiarra glanced at Dra who had a sour face before listening to the story.
"Witch Dra. You are also very—"
"I'm not interested in the opinion of all of you" he said after cutting off the words of one of the ladies and standing ready to leave.
"He's not interested in compliments. He prefers blasphemy, "said Kiarra while reaching for a bronze glass containing a purple drink.
Dra's hands clenched and instantly turned to stare at Kiarra sharply. His purple eyes lit up again and it made the five Kiarra ladies panicked instantly. They hurried to their feet and approached the General looking alert. Kiarra was still sitting with her eyes locked on the figure of Dra who was ignited by emotion. Kiarra put down her glass slowly calmly.
"I'll go fight again. I don't know when I'll be back. It's best that when I get home, you'll be experts like I taught you today. Able?" kiarra asked calmly as she looked at the beautiful men around her.
"Of course, General," replied the gondrong man who slowly lowered the fork in his grasp as an impromptu weapon.
"Focus on your individual skills. Your abilities are a special feature. Don't mind the piercing and belittling speech out there. My words mean more than those people. Believe me," Kiarra said as he stood up slowly.
The maids smiled, moved with Kia's gentle demeanor on them.
"Oia, you guys why is it called 'dayang'? Shouldn't that be for the girls?" asked Kiarra astonished because it was contrary to the knowledge in his world.
"All servants either the King, Queen or high officials of the country, in the Kaa Country are called maids. Is that a problem for you, brother?" tanya Dra is full of emphasis.
The General's ladies-in-waiting looked tense and just silently glanced at each other. Kiarra who knows if Dra is still angry with him is reluctant to continue the question even though many want to know because not all of Kia's knowledge is absorbed by him.
"You guys can't call 'caciim' because you still have the object of pleasure," said Kiarra while pointing to the virility of the ladies. The men chuckled softly even though they didn't know what 'caciim' was'.
Kiarra breezed while collecting the results of his design on a table. Everyone's eyes were busy observing the General's movements.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" pekik Kiarra surprised everyone.
"What is that, General?" ask an anxious lady.
"I don't know your names yet" he replied innocently.
Practically, the young and handsome men chuckled. An Asian-faced lady-in-waiting stood up with an expanding smile.
"introduce. I'm Fuu. The expertise of massaging and seems to be increasing by becoming a fashion designer and tailor specifically for you, General Kia," he said steadily.
"Hello, Fuu," said Kiarra, waving her hand. Fuu blushed.
"I'm Pop, General," said the long-haired man. "You know my skills."
"Yes, you're a good dancer," replied Kia steadily. The man nodded with a smile.
"I'm Ben, General Kia. Skill for cooking" said the blonde-haired man.
"Why, General?" ask Ben to panic.
"You can make me fat."
"Haha!" Laughter filled the room. Dra was still silent and did not seem interested.
"Then you?" kia asked pointing at the old brunette man.
"I'm Eur. Expertise as a craftsman. More precisely ... blacksmith. I made furniture from these materials," he said calmly.
Kiarra smiled with a blink of an eye. Practically, it made Eur smile in embarrassment until his face bowed.
"What about you, handsome?" call Kia glance at the man with a thin sideburn, exotic dark brown skin and green eyes.
"I'm a rude worker, General. My name is Ron. Honestly, I actually feel unworthy to touch your body because of my rough hands" said the man, looking nervously at his open palms in doubt.
Kiarra looked at the man closely and then reached out with her right hand to be welcomed. The man looked nervous as he walked over and his hand reached the General.
"Oh, this can be fixed. I have an elixir to make it smooth again" said Kiarra as she gently stroked a thick palm and felt a little rough because of the heavy work done so far.
"Really?" ask the man amazed.
Kiarra placed the man's hand on one of her cheeks with her eyes closed. The man was silent as if trying to understand the General's intentions. At last, the man's smile came out. Ron approached the General and hugged him from the side. It was followed by another lady. Kiarra was shocked and made her heart beat again quickly. He felt like he was loved by those beautiful men.
Who would have thought, it made Dra's anger subside. Her eyes dimmed and returned to normal. Moreover, when he saw Kiarra again touched and kissed friendly so that a passionate voice sounded from his lips. Dra, who was aware of the next thing, chose to immediately leave Kia's room. Kiarra smiled amusedly because Dra did not want to join in the enjoyment.
"Love again before going to war, General?" whispered the blond man who was none other than Ben.
"Yess," answered Kiarra hissing.
"Yess" said the men, mimicking Kiarra's words, which were full of surprises for them.
Again, Kiarra was satisfied by her five maids. The sound of pleasure moans sounded earthy to penetrate the walls of the room. Luckily, the General's room was in the tallest tower and was very spacious like a private residence. The servants who came to deliver food supplies and daily necessities of the General were made curious when the passionate moaning voice was not over.
However, this time. Kiarra who is sleep-deprived immediately after his energy is battered all-out to satisfy the desire to make love. The ladies left the beautiful woman in the big bed to rest. The five of them focused on each other's abilities and would be improved as the General expected.
As they were focusing on work, Dra came back in. The people were shocked and sculpted as Dra stared at them one by one.
"What you hear from the General, do not spread to the people including the King though. You understand?" said Dra who surprised the men.
"Why? The General's story is amazing. People will love it" replied Pop.
"The General is being targeted by the enemy because of his new strength. If they found out about him, it would be very dangerous. I can feel the threat of coming after Kia. Do you want the General to go back to war in a lifeless state?"
Practically, Dra's speech made the maids pale instantly. Those who admired Kia and slowly felt love for the mighty woman, finally obeyed for the safety of the General.
"Good, secret. Better, you all stay here. Don't leave the room until the General wakes up" said Dra.
"We understand" Fuu said.
Dra nodded then left the room. As it turned out, Dra's speech made the maids have the initiative to do something to the General. Unexpectedly, Kiarra fell asleep long enough for the moon to turn purple again.
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