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The whore’s touch still lingered on my flesh, whispering to seek her out, telling me to find the one I once called ‘Master.’ Only decades of discipline kept me from doing so; that, and several hours of fervent self-release. “Please, Mistress!” Jade screamed. I am sorry.”
“Apology accepted.” Brandon replied, wisely refraining from telling Bianca to not apologize to him. What was left of Halok, was ten paintings, only two of which were discernable. I know you have a connection with it, and I was wondering if you could look for her.”
“I’ll keep an eye open.”
“Good.” Brandon smiled again, and my inner-debate continued, “Thank you. When it was done, I stared from blackened eyes, cracked my neck lazily, and smiled amusedly from my marred lips. The worshipers that crowded the streets below scattered in panic, but no buildings collapsed, nor bridges buckled.
