Mandy's cheeks went rosy as she felt Lenathe's hand up under her skirt and squeezing the roundness of her bottom.  The redhead--though thoroughly in love with her master--was still getting used to the idea that she was in love with another girl.  She was also more than a little embarrassed to be enjoyed in public, but it was strangely arousing too...<br/><br/>The redhead suddenly wore a deeper blush, and much brighter.  "Ah...  I threw too soon.  The nice man was still gesturing at the board. I cut his hand and needed to heal him."  She studied her feet in shame.<br/><br/>The wrestling match perked her up, and she bounced and cheered for Ehtanel.  When it was done, she giggled, and then glanced at the royal carriage.<br/><br/>She whispered to Lanethe again, “Master, I’ve been coming up with a spell ever since I heard that the queen would way richly for someone to restore her youth.  I know how to do it…<br/>