Meeting The Princesses

Ryan was moved from the stage and escorted down a long corridor by several heavily armed guards.

Ryan knew he could take the guards, but since his plan all along had been to win the contest and get into the good graces of one of the princesses, he didn't act against them.

"You're rather lucky," one guard escorted him spoke. "It's been a few competitions since one of the princesses has chosen the winner to sleep with."

Ryan raised his eyebrows at the words. 'I guess Stacy was right.'

Stacy had told him that the princesses would decide amongst themselves who would bed the winner if any wanted to.

If more than one wanted the winner, they would ask the winner to decide.

After about ten minutes of walking and waiting, Ryan's group arrived at a room in which were three of the most beautiful and similar girls Ryan had ever seen.

'Well, maybe, except for Lizzy and Izzy,' Ryan thought.