sinful saint
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Kes took in her words, and after another pause and a short swallow, and replied, "Yes, M'lady."
As a fate, enslaved to an amazon certainly was an improvement over that which Gart had intended for him. She had yet to treat him harshly, and in fact had shown him pleasures. As for escaping, it seemed doing so would be too dangerous to attempt. He dipped his head under the water, enjoying the feel of the hot bath. He probably needed it, after his time on the road, and of course the recent exertions.
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In a tavern called the Blind Mermaid, in the port of Saril nearby, Gart and his surviving henchman were nursing their wounds and their mugs of cheap ale. They were sat at a table, and were not alone. The other figure had listened to their miserable tale with some interest.
"Thrice-damned woman," cursed Gart over his drink, taking another swig, "I don't mind so much the money owed to me, its the loss of face," he explained.
As a fate, enslaved to an amazon certainly was an improvement over that which Gart had intended for him. She had yet to treat him harshly, and in fact had shown him pleasures. As for escaping, it seemed doing so would be too dangerous to attempt. He dipped his head under the water, enjoying the feel of the hot bath. He probably needed it, after his time on the road, and of course the recent exertions.
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In a tavern called the Blind Mermaid, in the port of Saril nearby, Gart and his surviving henchman were nursing their wounds and their mugs of cheap ale. They were sat at a table, and were not alone. The other figure had listened to their miserable tale with some interest.
"Thrice-damned woman," cursed Gart over his drink, taking another swig, "I don't mind so much the money owed to me, its the loss of face," he explained.
