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Ragnar lay still on his bed, feeling the prick of the acupuncture needles being placed into his skin. As the treatment continued, the room was filled with a strong aroma of burning incense. The sweet and slightly woody fragrance of sandalwood and the sharp, earthy scent of mugwort mixed together to create a heady and calming atmosphere. The incense smoke lazily spiraled up from the small burner placed in the corner of the room, casting a hazy glow over the space.

The acupuncturist, a small and wiry man, worked with great care and precision, moving deftly around the bed as he placed the thin, delicate needles into Ragnar's skin. As each needle was inserted, there was a brief moment of sharpness, followed by a dull, throbbing ache that radiated outwards. But as the acupuncturist worked, Ragnar began to feel a sense of deep relaxation wash over him, as though a weight had been lifted from his shoulders.

The soft rustle of the acupuncturist's robes mixed with the gentle tinkling of the small bell he used to mark each needle point, and the occasional whispered word of encouragement. All of these sounds mingled with the scent of the incense to create a calming and soothing atmosphere in the room.

Despite the pleasant sensations, Ragnar's mind was still troubled. He knew that time was running out for Carissa and Fel, and the thought weighed heavily on him. He lay on the bed, his eyes closed, trying his best to focus on his breathing as the needles did their work.

He hoped that Derek would be able to figure out where the antidote was from Aurora as soon as possible. He felt heavily burdened by the thought of his wife and daughter being confined to their cages, unable to live a normal life due to the blue blade disease.

"I need that antidote fast," he muttered under his breath, as the physician inserted another needle into his body. "I can't let my family suffer any longer."

The physician looked up at him, noticing the tension in his face. "Is everything alright, Your Majesty?"

Ragnar let out a deep sigh. "Yes."

The scent of the incense seemed to fill his lungs, and he breathed deeply, willing himself to remain calm and focused.

Master Char worked for several minutes, placing needles in various points along Ragnar's body. He explained to Ragnar that the needles were meant to stimulate his body's natural healing processes and promote the flow of qi, or life energy, throughout his body. Ragnar listened, still somewhat skeptical, but willing to try anything to feel better.

When he finished inserting the needles, he stepped back and examined Ragnar's body closely. Ragnar could feel the needles vibrating slightly in his skin, and he closed his eyes and tried to relax further. Dr. Chen then began to gently twist and turn some of the needles, causing a slight discomfort in Ragnar's body.

Ragnar winced slightly as he continued his work, but he knew that this was a necessary part of the treatment. He focused on his breathing and tried to remain as still as possible.

After several more minutes, Master Char finally removed the needles from Ragnar's skin. He then took a small container of herbs and began to massage them into the puncture points. The herbs had a strong, pungent odor that filled the room.

Ragnar wrinkled his nose slightly at the smell, but he didn't protest. He knew that the herbs were meant to help with his treatment, and he was willing to put up with any discomfort to try to rid himself of the disease.

The physician finished his work and stepped back, examining Ragnar closely. He nodded in approval, and then turned to leave the room. Ragnar remained lying on his bed, feeling slightly dazed and disoriented from the treatment.

"Great one, Char. Your work is always appreciated," Ragnar said, sitting up on his bed.

"It is my pleasure, Your Highness. I will make sure to come back for your next treatment," the physician responded, gathering his tools.

Ragnar nodded and then remembered something. "Make sure to check up on my wife and daughter? I want to make sure they're doing well."

"Of course, Your Highness. I'll go see them right away," the physician said, bowing and then making his way out of the room.

Ragnar leaned back on his bed, feeling the needles still in his skin.

***

The man stepped through the door, his heart pounding with excitement. The woman stood in front of him, her curves accentuated by her tight corset and flowing skirt. She smiled seductively as she motioned for him to come closer.

He moved towards her eagerly, savoring every moment of anticipation that filled the air between them. His hands roamed over her body hungrily as they kissed passionately, exploring each other's movements with eagerness and desire.

The woman stepped away from him briefly before pushing him onto the bed and straddling his waist atop their soft mattress. Her hips swayed rhythmically against his as they moved together, their thrusts becoming more and more intense. His hands found her hips, pulling her closer to him with each movement of his body.

The man let out a moan of pleasure as the woman rocked against him faster and harder, pushing them both towards ecstasy. She leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her lips against his in a passionate embrace as he wrapped one arm tightly around her waist while the other explored every inch of her body with desire filled touches.

When he finally entered her, she gasped at the sudden pleasure that filled her whole being. His thrusts were deep and passionate as he explored every corner of her body with his member.

She closed her eyes and felt herself being lost in the moment, her moans of pleasure becoming more intense with each passing second. She let out a loud scream as she reached climax, feeling every wave of pleasure that coursed through her body.

The man also found himself reaching his own peak and he too screamed out in pleasure as they both experienced an explosive orgasm together. When it was over, they lay there panting heavily, their bodies still intertwined in a passionate embrace.

He grabbed her breasts during their encounter, squeezing them firmly as he moaned in pleasure. He explored her curves with his hands, feeling the warmth of her body and savoring every moment they shared together. His fingertips brushed against her nipples, eliciting a gasp from her lips as she arched into him. She let out a soft moan of pleasure as he continued to caress and explore her body before finally letting go and allowing himself to enjoy the moment even more deeply.

The room was filled with the sound of their moans and cries as they moved together, their bodies entwined in a passionate dance. The man felt his orgasm building within him until finally, he released it in one powerful wave of pleasure that left them both trembling.

The intensity of their lovemaking increased until finally they reached a crescendo, both letting out cries of pleasure as they experienced an earth-shattering orgasm together. They lay there afterwards, panting heavily as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

Afterward, they lay in bed for a moment before the man spoke up.

"Here," he said softly, handing her a small bag filled with coins. "Leave." His voice had taken on a cold tone that made her shiver slightly despite the heat still radiating from his body. She nodded silently, as she slowly got up and began to get dressed.

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The man watched as she slowly picked up her clothes and headed for the door, her hips swaying with each step she took. She paused for a moment at the door to wipe off his cum from her thighs before continuing to open the door. Her nipples were still swollen from his sucking and he could see traces of his cum glistening in the faint light.

She took one last look at him before walking out of the room, clutching the bag of coins tightly. The door closed behind her with a soft click that echoed through the empty hallways like an omen of what was to come next.

Derek sighed heavily as he lay in bed, his mind full of guilt and regret. He had just finished having sex with someone other than his wife Aurora, something that he had done frequently before they got married but now felt wrong.

Despite how aroused he was, Derek knew it wasn't right to be intimate with anyone else while married to Aurora - especially since she was only there for them to obtain the antidote.

He felt ashamed of himself for giving in so easily and wished he could take back what happened tonight. But no matter how hard Derek tried, the feeling of guilt refused to dissipate - instead it seemed like an ever-present reminder of his mistake.