"Its actually a curse surrounding our bloodline." The Queen said. "A curse?" Cyrus said. "Yes for centuries the women of our noble bloodline was cursed with powerful flatulence we're not sure what caused it to be as such but every single woman of our houses lineage has had gas like my daughters. My great grandmother, her daughter and my grandmother, my mother, and yours truly." Stefanianna said pointing to herself and to prove that she wasn't doing this as a Jest the Queen grunted and let out a loud gassy fart that caused the back of her dress to flutter up revealing her undergarments for a brief moment before fluttering back down
The Queen fanned her backside "My apologies for that. But as I was saying it's been a curse on us for centuries while I'm able to control my own flatulence pretty well and I've been training my daughter to do so as well the main problem about it is that she seems to find it amusing. I never understood why though its crude, immature, embarrassing and just plain gross! Ugh I honestly hate it!" The Queen sighed before looking at Cyrus again. "If you want to leave our service I wont stop you."
"Oh no your majesty I dont plan on leaving yet it was just unexpected is all thank you for clearing this up." Cryus explained.
"Well then I'm glad I'm about to do some court business if you'd like to accompany me I wouldn't mind if you do."
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