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A Chapter by Isemay
The Arek Prince watched the spectacle with amusement. Hunting with the Cuphisian and Cemiri Princes was supposed to bind them in friendship and mainta..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Marravae slipped away from the chittering group at the first opportunity. Dresses, Lords, and gossip were all they spoke of. She was aware that these ..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Volas advanced cautiously, not wanting to seem overeager, asking the only question that came to mind, “You hunt?”“I hunt, your Highn..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Despite her protests Myrin was insistent. She was going to be sleeping in a tent alone. Marravae gave her brother an annoyed look knowing he wouldn&rs..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Volas changed from his hunting clothes into the dress clothes his valet had insisted be brought. For once he was grateful to have them. He’d bee..
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A Chapter by Isemay
Gaeleath rubbed his temple. His father had sent a missive inquiring if he would be willing to enter into an arrangement with Myrae. The tension and fr..
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A Chapter by Isemay
“Merciless Marravae.” Volas took back his dagger as she offered it, relinquishing the spear. “Let me see your form with the spear.&r..
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A Chapter by Isemay
This chapter contains adult content some may find objectionable.
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A Chapter by Isemay
Unable to sleep, Volas stepped out of his tent to practice with a spear in the cool night air. As he went through the movements, the soft sounds of a ..
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A Chapter by Isemay
“If you’ll part with her, I’ll give you Bridgeburn and the Flatreach Keep on the other side of the Vimt. If wealth is what you desir..
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