Chapter 75 The Hunger For Power 2

He ran, yelling down the lane. She heard the answering shouts from the village, the dogs barking, the clatter of tools and boots. She stood.

She didn’t take much. A cloak. A chunk of bread. The little carved bird, wrapped and hidden in her bodice. At the door, she turned once. Looked at Oren on the...

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