She reached for the water and drank half of it, savoring the cool wetness as it ran down her throat
. “My dead slave, it is very simple.
. She knew I could kill her and she trusted me. Death was no longer something he was prepared for
She reached for the water and drank half of it, savoring the cool wetness as it ran down her throat
. “My dead slave, it is very simple.
. She knew I could kill her and she trusted me. Death was no longer something he was prepared for
She reached for the water and drank half of it, savoring the cool wetness as it ran down her throat
. “My dead slave, it is very simple.
. She knew I could kill her and she trusted me. Death was no longer something he was prepared for
