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Chapter 25: obedient (18+)
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... grimace as the pounding in his head reminded him just how many ales he'd slammed down the night before. He blinked against the light creeping in through the cracks in the shutters.
"Mirielle?" he croaked.
No answer.
He rubbed his face and stood slowly, wobbling on unsteady legs. His clothes were a mess, the table still bore the faint imprint of a wild night—though he remembered nothing but drinking, shouting, and... passing out. Classic.
He shuffled into the hallw ...
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