She stood up to look for Enukai, the mage that had been assigned to her, surprised when she caught him already approaching from the corner of her eye. The carts following up the main column of troops was messily pilfered by the soldiers, setting up tents and fires in good time. Unlike her father though, she had also been gifted with her mother’s cunning, a trait that kept her alive when many of the company was slaughtered, including their Captain, her father. Read 9366 times |
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She pouted slightly as she met his gaze, denied of her enjoyment, but the rational part of her knew why she had been stopped. Her body screamed out to gag, but she suppressed it by force of will, pushing it back even further into her throat. The bastard daughter of a mercenary and a camp follower, she had been with Sevonian soldiers her whole life, and it seemed some of her fathers knack
