You leap at the boy the first chance you get, pinning him to the floor. Your legs are around his waist, crossed at ankles. One of his arms is pinned under your body while the other you grab at wrist and pin to the carpet above his head. Your free hand wrecks havoc on his stomach and he laughs uncontrollably, trying to escape but completely at your mercy.
The queen chuckles.
“You are doing well. Continue.”
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