For the first time in her life she finds herself afraid. By nature she is a selfish creature, abiding to the very terms of her own survival, snatching up every opportunity that would turn the odds in her favor. But this plague, this deathly contagion reaking havoc throughout Beqanna has drawn the royal pie-bald damsel over the edge.
She finds herself chained to the pampas, her mind stricken with endless boredom.
Coupling season has gone and passed. Raging hormones no longer plague the minds of men, they are all too preoccupied with their children, and faithful wives to part take in Electra’s kinky fuckery. She can even see Bane himself—who had been subdued by her seductry not too long ago—has taken up a wife. Yet despite her craving to bed Bane she withholds herself, she knows the pale women in his bed is nothing but trouble, she’s seen the damage done to the deceased Sylvian king, and the threats of war that once strangled Loess. She will not allow herself to fall into the crossfires of a love triangle that will surely lead to her own demise.
Thus her only option becomes clear she must leave the the safe haven, she holds not purpose here. Although her fear of the sickness drives her to stay, she knows she holds no place here so she must go.
But before she leaves, she hails for the golden stag, like a siren luring in a sailor. Just this one last time.
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She finds herself chained to the pampas, her mind stricken with endless boredom.
Coupling season has gone and passed. Raging hormones no longer plague the minds of men, they are all too preoccupied with their children, and faithful wives to part take in Electra’s kinky fuckery. She can even see Bane himself—who had been subdued by her seductry not too long ago—has taken up a wife. Yet despite her craving to bed Bane she withholds herself, she knows the pale women in his bed is nothing but trouble, she’s seen the damage done to the deceased Sylvian king, and the threats of war that once strangled Loess. She will not allow herself to fall into the crossfires of a love triangle that will surely lead to her own demise.
Thus her only option becomes clear she must leave the the safe haven, she holds not purpose here. Although her fear of the sickness drives her to stay, she knows she holds no place here so she must go.
But before she leaves, she hails for the golden stag, like a siren luring in a sailor. Just this one last time.
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