The False Dragon Bride
I was Lucan, and my mother's council room smelled of wax and wet stone.
A map of the border passes lay across her table, stuck with little red pins.
Too many pins. Too many dead men behind them.
End of Chapter 2
Stories contain mature romantic and sexual content. All characters are fictional adults.
LeaveI was Lucan, and my mother's council room smelled of wax and wet stone.
A map of the border passes lay across her table, stuck with little red pins.
Too many pins. Too many dead men behind them.
End of Chapter 2
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