I nodded, raised the flask to her and took a gulp. The whiskey warmed up my stomach and nagged at the knot I had in my intestines. All in all, it felt...rejuvenating! Ana took the flask, took a massive gulp herself and grinned at me seductively. Oh right, I thought to myself, Bosnian. Shes probably been drinking the stuff since she was 12. I took another swig after she handed me the flask again. I felt more comfortable and a little warmer too. I set the whiskey aside and looked at this girl. Her. ..”Avan nodded. “Yes Yuri, even sex. She wants to please you and satisfy you and, I suppose, prove she’s a better woman for you than Shyla ever was.”“Did she tell you that or are you just assuming?”“She told me. Many times.”Yuri slumped back and his head slowly shook. “This all too much. First you get me to fuck my son’s mouth and now you’re telling me I need to fuck my own daughter! But, what about her staying pure and her great value in i****tia?”“At this point, I think it’s pretty clear that. "Des, I think I love you. In my world when two are bonded so closely and one gets hurt, the one unhurt can pull the pain from the other. I am willing to do this. I might even start to heal the wounds as I take you off the tree. I have to know how you feel." I raised my claw, opened it wide and placed my palm on her cheek.She let go of her sire and placed her hand over mine. "When you left me earlier, I felt like I was being torn in two. Now you're here and I can't think of anything but how. Something? It's definitely some sort of Renaissance Faire-y acting type gig. You could probably remember more clearly if this room wasn't so fucking bright; it's making your head spin. You give your eyes another rub before swallowing and opening up your orientation guide.Oh fuck. If your head wasn't spinning before, it sure as hell was now. You told these people you had years of experience horseback riding? That you were deeply versed in all manner of period knowledge? That....that you won the.