Trent frowned. He wondered why Vildrath was angry that he was about fucking and breeding his daughter. The girl was old enough to make her own decisions, especially one that Trent found no fault in. And as it happened, she chose for his cock to pound her. She chose for Trent to be her male.
Shrugging, Trent finally responded to Vildrath after a while of silence. He disrespectfully spanked Esophina again, and she moaned in response. She herself was unsure of how to respond to the sudden issue that had emerged. All she could think of was carrying Trent's result. She had read that it was a good and paradoxical thing to be a vessel of a result. Besides, she was of no race, in that case, these breeding exercise would be totally acceptable under the realm, breaking no rule of Hybridism. "You never told me anything about not having sex in the Solemn Archive, dear Grand Librarian," Trent said, keeping Esophina in place.