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Raven took her mama’s hand and led her to the top of the table. Two chairs and place settings were aside the Elder Lord. He stood as did everyone else. The Ladies took their seat. A feast sat before them of cooked whole hogs, poultry roasted, bread loaves, cooked potatoes, fresh cherry tomatoes, fruits and the fanciest desserts. They all drank and began to fill their plates with food. The hall was full of laughter and talking. Raven observed the onlookers. Alexandre kept her guard up. Making eye contact occasionally, they spoke secretly about which ones had dark auras and could be enemies of them. A lady with black hair swept to a side bun, red hat with black lace over her face sat in her seat. Her long fingers and polished stiletto nails, wrapped around a goblet of blood she sipped on with her big red lips. Her pale breasts heaved out of the corset she wore and red and black satin wrapped around her tight voluptuous figure. Her dark eyes peered at Raven and Alexandre. Suddenly her th
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Bradford looked all around for traces of where they may have gone. “The Elder Lord is going to kill me. If I go back to their cabin I’ll be under cover for now. I have to figure out what to do next.” He left the hide away and went back to the cabin. Stepping inside the cabin, he looked around at the left out herbs. “I can do this. I can make this myself. I watched her. I can make this myself and return! How lucky I am to have learned it from its creator.” Herbs and bubbling cauldrons sat littering the counter and the table. He couldn’t remember the exact measurements so he made them in all combinations. He reached for more herbs and found them depleted. “Well, shit. I’m not sure where the garden is but maybe the Stag will help.” Bradford walked outside and spoke to the Stag through their telepathic connection. “I need your help. I need the special garden to make this potion. I cannot return without it.” The tree line shuffled as the Great Stag came out of it. “I see they left in
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