Patricia Williams
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"What the fuck? Who cut out the light?!" "Cyprian! How are you incapable of holding a torch properly?" "I-It was not me! The torch just blew out on it's own!" "Excuses, excuses." "Enough, I have a spare glowstone here so it hardly matters." An elven man said as he reached into his satchel. A strong gust of wind blew his hair across his face just as he pulled out the small glowing stone. "That's much better..." "Still scared of the dark, Boreas?" "Of course he is, he's still…
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Indra slowly turned around to face the woman who'd called his name. When his red eyes met her bright yellow ones, he could feel a wave of memories banging on the back of his mind as if they were begging to be let in. However, he held firm and did not allow the memories to overtake him. Now more than ever, he could not afford to be incapacitated for even a moment. Doing so would risk his life and the life of the one he'd been commissioned to retrieve. Indra leaned down in front of Keran and…
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After a full day of flying at his fastest speed, Indra had finally found the troop of warriors Lucia had told him about. It wasn't easy for him to find them since they had such a large head start but with Lucia guiding him in their intended direction, he eventually happened upon their campsite that they'd set up for the night. Indra looked down at the hundreds of large tents on the ground below. "Which one is your captive princess in?" A small snake with turquoise scales slithered around his…
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Needless to say, the treatment Vermeil was receiving was... less than hospitable. The rumor that the heroine had decided to abandon the races of light had spread throughout Vance's camp and no one could believe it. "Did you hear about the saintess?" "Don't even mention that blasphemous whore!" "For her to turn against us who are the chosen ones of the gods, is she not afraid of their divine punishment?!" Vance knew that these rumors were spreading around his camp like wildfire but there was…
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When Enyo finished telling her story, silence rang throughout the forest. Indra was deep in thought, meanwhile Lucia was having several major realizations. '500 years ago?? The last of his kind?? Royalty?? He's the reason why the princess looks so young??' Lucia decided to shove all of her concerns to the back of her mind for now and do the one thing she knew needed to be done. Indra was surprised when the beautiful young lamia suddenly bowed until her head was touching the ground. "I won't…
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Seeing that Indra wasn't speaking to her, Lucia's shyness quickly turned to embarrassment and shame. Most men found lamias to be disgusting and unsightly, so she immediately assumed Indra must have felt the same way. Lucia slowly lowered her head towards her tail in defeat, cursing herself for being born with the lower half of a serpent. "Quite easily disparaged aren't you, little snake?" "EEEP!" When Lucia last saw Indra, he had been several feet away from her leaning nonchalantly against a…
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"From now on, just call me Indra, okay?" Even with her mind frazzled from his touch, Enyo was still able to recognize what she found to be an absurd situation. She did not believe herself to be on equal footing with him, even if he was proclaiming his intentions to discard his title. How could she who had spent so much time serving his every whim suddenly become his equal? She knew all of this and yet... why did it seem she was unable to refuse his simple request? The scenery, the closeness…
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Enyo opened her eyes within the ring on Indra's finger. Originally, she'd planned on supervising his cultivation but after a few hours, she eventually dozed off. It wasn't that she wasn't interested but watching people cultivate is really boring! 'I should check on prince Indra's progress.' Upon exiting the ring, Enyo was surprised to see that her master was sitting cross-legged on the ground, not moving a single inch. 'He's successfully ascended to the mortal realm!' She knew that her…
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"Vermeil?" Vance called. "Mmh? Hello..." The heroine muttered, still half asleep on the ground. The hero of cleansing rain could not believe the sight in front of him. He'd gone to look for Vermeil earlier this morning to discuss something and was surprised to see she was not in her tent. He scoured the entire camp for her and was surprised to find her in the same tent as the one the prisoners were in, sleeping deeply on the ground. For a moment, he believed the captives might have killed…
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"It looks like I'll have to feed you, is that okay?" Kuro immediately glared and showed the captor her menacing white fangs. Even if Vermeil had been kind to them so far it was probably all for this moment so that she could treat them like pets! She just wanted to feel like she was superior to them, right? Isn't that what all the races of light desire?! Vermeil flinched when she saw the treatment she was getting and tried her best not to let it bother her. Out of the corner of her eye,…
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