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THE BIRTHDAY PARIAH

Author: Aicy
last update publish date: 2026-04-06 19:26:07

She stood hidden in the dark shadows just outside the lower village stables. It was the night before her twentieth birthday. A full month had passed since she screamed furiously and formally fired the carpenter from the royal palace.

​Frostina wrapped her cloak tightly around her shivering shoulders. She stalked him quietly every night like a desperate pet.

​This night, she watched Buck working diligently under the dim yellow lantern light. He was sanding the same dark leather saddle he worked
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