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the mountain nobleman — for in her eyes he was no longer king — approaches with a gift.
thank you. she says with a hushed, strained voice. the rabbit's pelt would be harvested. it would make a fine bag, reyna is careful with where she first sinks her teeth onto for that reason. hashut and scoria have given birth. the queen shares the wonderful news to the man with a smile, licking her chops to savor the last of the rabbit's fresh blood before properly tearing into it. she's having more at this moment too. exciting isn't it?