-the longer I will have lactating breasts after returning you to Anya. Truly a cursed trinket, but it seems you like playing with shiny things little one, considering this-“
Antyny then fished from his bag the amulet Anya had given to Jasper. The prince had almost forgotten it in his milk induced nap.
Jasper reached out for it, only to once again be easily stopped by Antyny with a single hand.
“Not so fast little one. If the queen discovered you harmed yourself in any way under my fare, she’d surely never let me be rid of these breasts. I’ll relinquish this to your mother when we find her.” Antyny said placing the amulet back in his satchel.
“Now, we mustn’t delay. That former concubine must be mourning your absence.” Antyny looked closely at Jasper, transfixed on his striking red hair.
“Pft, seems that disgraced father of yours truly had a strong seed. The Royal hair on you is unmistakable, you’re very much his spitting image. I pray you don’t become the womanizer he was.”
Antyny then checked the baby’s diaper and made the unpleasant discovery that he needed changing. He undid the cloth diaper and chuckled, “Heh, well with this puny thing, I doubt it.”
Jasper baby face grew red with embarrassment at the reminder that his once proud royal cock had been reduced to a state of mere infancy.
‘Bold words coming from a man with milk still dripping from his tits…’ Jasper thought to himself as the traitor finished changing his diaper.