Werewolf Destiny Unveiled
Even though it looks like a minimalist interior designer constructed a Medieval Times restaurant, a prison is still a prison, despite the fact that it is stunningly lovely.
"Hello, Ms. Dixon," a cheery voice says behind me, and I turn to see another thrall, this one dressed like a normal person and mercifully without any weapons that I can see. She is white, and her face has the appearance of having been pinched. Her hair is a peach-blonde color, and it is pulled back into a ponytail that is pulled back low and tight. "I'm Amanda. I'm here to assist you in any way that I can, so please don't hesitate to ask."
"What the hell makes you think you're going to be able to assist me?" I blurt.
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