I reallyfelt like I was going on a date! I walked to Jane's house, wondering ifanyone would spot me. I wasn't wearing a skirt or a dress, but ifanyo...e recognized me, they would think that I was dressed like acomplete sissy. I was nervous, but somehow, I found that risk of beingdiscovered to be exciting.I made it to Jane's without being noticed. She opened the door, and asusual, my femme fatale welcomed me with a warm embrace and a tiny kisson the lips. She said, "Oh, lip gloss! Yummy! . That’s right around three silver.”The blacksmith gave a huff. Three silver, such a round, whole number. It was five bronze above what he could get if he sold the weapons for half price, but his inner-perfectionist didn’t want to complicate it with a smaller payment. Had Noah planned that from the beginning? Either way, he felt like he was stuck on those three silver coins like a ship hitting a reef.“Fine, three silver.”“Deal.” He and Noah shook hands and Noah received the three coins and the. His lips whispered sweet filth into her skin, against her throat before finding a vein to latch onto.“Fuck, Matthias, I love you,” Aurianna gasped out, fucking herself harder on him, metal fingers digging into his shoulders as her rapture overcame her. He pulled her face to his, devouring her worshipful cries with hungry lips and an eager tongue. Bliss flooded her mind and thighs as she gave in to it, trembling muscles holding Matthias tight within. Pleasure stole her strength, taking her. But one entry was penned with such heartfelt despair that it even bought a tear to Clara’s eye. Zhiasa had lost all hope. She tried to comfort herself with the notion that she probably had many more years to enjoy with her husband, but ultimately, she was certain that an eternity of countless cold masters awaited her. The next entry however, was much less melancholy. Zhiasa had remembered once thinking that her sister’s amulet might have had the power to release her. The cryptic message on the.