<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Cassiopeia knew well what her arrival did to the boys, she could hear the coach cussing under his breath but knew he was looking at her too. She took her time, giving them a view before she sat down and looked at them. Her sunglasses concealed her eyes, hiding where she was looking. Her attention was on Orion and his interactions with one of his teammates. That must be the horndog that Orion had mentioned... what was his name? She wouldn't actually fuck any of these guys, she was invested in making this arranged marriage work. But she sure would flirt and make Orion jealous. <br/>
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Practice wasn't boring, mostly because she watched the boys, not the play. When it seemed to be winding down, she made her way to the field to talk to Orion and his teammates. "That was wonderful!" She pretended like she had been paying attention or cared. "Can anyone teach me to throw the ball? I want to see if I can play too." Complete nonsense, she had no interest in the sport itself, she wanted to see if Orion had balls enough to press up behind her like he did at the palace when he assisted her in throwing the ball. Or if he would allow anyone else such a privilege. </span>