Chapter 118 Never a mate, never a slave

Thalira

"Should we tell her?" a servant whispered.

"No, do not disturb her. Leave her be," Malia's hushed reply floated from behind me.

I paid them no mind. I sat in the overgrown grass before my mother's tomb in Jonnes River, a place I had not visited in centuries. The stone was weathered, but t...

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