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Killian's POV

My guard had just left. I needed to choose a few ladies to satisfy my pleasure. I wasn't losing interest in Brielle but I needed to teach her a lesson not to ever leave her helper in the lurch.

She had been taken to the packed cell. I didn't want her to reveal my secrets as she had threatened. I ensured she remained in the room while I mind-linked the other guards to get down to my room.

"The ladies will soon be at the hall," my guard informed now after mind-linking his fellows who were preparing the ladies for the dancing party, "we can start going now."

"Don't you think everything has to be ready before I take my leave?" I asked, and he slowly nodded his head, shifting his gaze away from me.

"Inform me when everything is set," I instructed and he left. I shut the door and prepared myself for some nice outfit. I didn't need to impress the ladies. They were to impress me. Even if I wore rags, they would still pursue me. I wasn't chasing ladies. Anyone I picked would