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You underestimate my bad luck. Completely and honestly, rolled a god dang 1
Looking over the symbols, I quickly start finding matches with them across a few of the books, signifying their association with a rather obscure, ancient fertility goddess. Not the kind of deity you would expect to be associated with esoteric cults and criminal activities, though looking further into this source I found references to this goddess become one later referred to as one of carnality and lust. There was nothing concrete here as of yet, though before I could look into it further, I felt... a strange sensation overcome me as I examined the symbols in closer detail.
My mind leapt back to the looks a few of my servants gave me as I passed through the hallways and I felt my body heat up. A subtle wetness began to form between my legs and, breathing heavily as if just recovering from a young love's first kiss, I gently parted my robes to let them open up to show off my body. Exposed as I was, I picked up one of the books and continued to read it as I turned and left my room, walking through the halls of my childhood home. Many of these servants had known me as a child, I wonder if they would be interested to see how much I had grown. I blushed at the thought, but continued to read, though I wasn't sure myself if I was paying more attention to the book or to the reactions of those around me as I went on my walk.