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- “It was what, twelve years ago?” I scratched at my beard, “Clartias Tiadoa had nominated you for head-ranger, and sent you to me for confirmation. Our conversation was brief, but you impressed me then, and I sent you back with my response.” He nodded again. “There were seven milf hunter candidates before you, if I remember correctly, and I sent them all back with an envelope. I suspect they all thought they’d gotten the job, right up until the point Clartias read them my response, but not you; you thought you’d failed even before I wrote it.” Adarian laughed bitterly. “The others were more qualified than me. I was sure the only reason I’d even been considered was to appease my father. When the king read the letter, he didn’t have to ask me to kneel, for I dropped to my knees and wept as he laid the sword on my shoulders. It was the greatest honor of my life, as it was for every head-ranger before me.” His lips curled into something like a snarl, “If only we’d known you were picking the weakest of us.” “When King Vintian Ternias first asked me to confirm the head-ranger, Alkandi and all her Rachel Hunter kin had been extinct for centuries. Your duties were to police the Great Forest, not to hunt dark-elves anymore. I chose who I thought would best govern.” I touched his swollen jaw, “The seven before you were Hunter Vance all very keen to detail how they’d suppress the tribes, neutralize threats, and ensure safe passage of caravans, but only you told me how you’d broker deals and form relations.” “ Weakness. ” Adarian hissed. “It’s very easy to see mercy as weakness.” I spoke the spell in my mind, and sent it surging into Adarian. He gasped, his body becoming rigid against the wall. “But it was your lack of mercy that put you here, Thomas Adarian. I don’t blame you for Sherok, nor Elena, nor even Prestira. No, I blame you for April.” I leaned in so that only he could hear me, “I blame you for her, because you loved her, and you couldn’t see that your love was her doom. We truly hate in others what we hate the most in ourselves, so for this, I hate you Adarian, but not as much as you do.” I released him. The healing spell had regrown his teeth, knit his split lip, and cured an infection that was beginning in his gums. I left him disheveled and bloody, but perfectly intact. “Why?” Yavara asked. “He’s a very useful man.” I said, “If you decide to throw him to the wolves, so be it, but a wise queen might put his skills to task.” “You think I’ll help you?! ” Adarian laughed behind me. Yavara looked at me like she agreed with him. “It’s your choice.” I said to her, then clapped her shoulder, and made my way to the stairs. “Wait.” She said, turning toward me, “ Mercy isn’t a weakness, Prestira told me that. Nikki Hunter Rank: 1077 Did you tell that to her?” “No, she taught it to me.” ELENA We were in Leveria’s preparation room, the mulling sound of the Noble Court filtering from the oak door I stared at. I’d faced down a pack of feral goblins with more poise than this. The stately dress Leveria had crammed me in was the antithesis of the utilitarian clothes I was used to. The coreset compressed my diaphragm to the point of asphyxiation, stabbed into my back, and pressed my tits together so tight I thought they’d burst, which seemed wholly unnecessary since the bodice covered every inch of my bosom. The skirt was structured so that it plumed from my waist like the wilting head off a mushroom, and long enough that it covered my feet, which were crammed into heels a size too small for me. “Stop that!” Leveria hissed, slapping at my hand, “You’ll mess up the lacing and look like a common whore!” “I’d eat every ass in that room just to loosen up this torture device you’ve force me into.” I hissed back, failing at finding a comfortable position within the garment. “I know you’re used to being dressed like a homeless person, but this is the Noble Court, and there’s such a thing as etiquette.” Leveria scolded, fussing with me. “An ambassador from MILF Hunter channel Alkandra wouldn’t give a shit about etiquette. Katie was still in the shower and didn't seem to notice they weren't alone. I kind of liked having her do my hair and makeup, but realized I couldn’t expect her to do that all the time. His steely eyes narrowed, and he clenched his teeth, looking like he’d stepped out of action film. Phoebe was normal size again. I grimaced as I knelt by Cali. He decided on something he hadn’t had for a long time. The heat mixed with the pain, turning it into tight, hot tension. I milf hunter groaned out in Nikki Hunter Rank: 1077 frustration through my teeth. He grinds his cock into her soft yielding stomach letting her know she excites MILF Hunter channel him. A red bra, panties, garter, and stockings. Jessie explained Rachel Hunter most of the story, but Haley added bits and pieces. Fuck my tiny body with your magic fucking dong.” Her little body was quivering around his cock. Bren and I continued what we were doing. Please?" The lesson passes slowly and when the bell finally rings, what do you do? Barb’s lips twisted into a flirty smile. “Ralph what about me, I’m leaving with the guys you don’t want to fuck obviously so well see you baby”. He had spent the first two and a half weeks of his life being carried, or basking in the warmth and safety of his mother’s front Hunter Vance pocket, or in her hands or between the softness of her breasts. "Because of this." Again, Roy’s gaze lingered.
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