My breasts were still exposed and so were my legs. I pulled the fabric of my dress over my breasts in an attempt to dress myself up before pulling down the skirt of my dress while ignoring how my wet juices had wetted my inner thighs.
“Can you stand?” the prince asked from behind me after he saw that I had done arranging my dress.
“I think so…” I replied softly.
On shaky legs, I managed to stand up from the rock thanks to the prince’s large hands supporting my body. The moment, I landed on my feet I winced from the renewed pain of standing on shoes that I wasn’t used to.
Prince Leonard got up and stood next to me with his hands on me as if to help steady me. I turned to offer him a little brave smile to try to tell him that I’ll be fine although I wasn’t quite convinced if I could walk all the way back to the car in this state. However, it wasn’t like I had another choice.
