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Chapter 11: The Feast pt1

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Chapter 11: The Feast pt1

Later that evening, Lilith suggested we take a stroll to the riverbank where the soldiers bathed.

“Lilith, why would you suggest such!?” I asked, shocked. I’d always thought she was pure and innocent, clearly, I’d been wrong.

“God forbid a girl has desires,” she said with a sly smirk.

“See, Kyra, let’s just go and peep. It’s not like we’re killing anybody. By the way… have you ever seen a man naked before?” she teased.

“Uhm… no,” I admitted, my cheeks warming.

“Well, today’s your lucky day. Come on, Kyra, let’s have a little fun.” She pouted her lips like a child begging for sweets.

After all her whining, I finally gave in. “Okay, fine. But we won’t stay long,” I warned.

We walked for a while before the river came into view. Soldiers were waist-deep in the water, their chiseled muscles glistening under the evening sun.

“See, Kyra? Don’t you like what you see?” Lilith teased, grinning from ear to ear.

I rolled my eyes. “Uh-huh.”

“Kyra, give me a minute, I need
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