[ She nods - more sensible than she is right now, nor does she feel particularly seductive, with the awful taste in her mouth and that hazy exhaustion fogging her mind. ]
You are a good man, Byerly Vorrutyer. I will never let anyone say otherwise near me again.
[ Firm, direct, and something she will remember, let her carve it into her skin so that she does not forget it. ]
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You are a good man, Byerly Vorrutyer. I will never let anyone say otherwise near me again.
[ Firm, direct, and something she will remember, let her carve it into her skin so that she does not forget it. ]