Hidden Heritage III: The Merchants
Copyright© 2021 by DeeBee
Foreword
Fantasy Sex Story: Foreword - Stian had had a plan and it had worked. He was now out of the library, the books were safe - the only problem was that he wasn't alone as he had planned, but he had Kara with him. Follow Stian's quest when he tries to find more natural Mages while also doing his best to become a successful merchant. Last book of the series. Please read books I & II, "The Hidden Heritage I: The Guardians" and "The Hidden Heritage II: The Scholars" first.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Magic High Fantasy Polygamy/Polyamory
I looked at the girl on lying on the river bank in front of me. Kara’s eyes were closed and she wasn’t breathing. Just why had she stayed with me down there, why in the name of Mother Earth had she decided to stay in the Dark Floor even though I had ordered her not to! It wasn’t that I liked her - shit, she had been a constant pain to me while I had been working there at Library, at last as bad - or even worse than her fellow Magical students. Still, she hadn’t really known me like Rurik, or she hadn’t been like Halvard; so there was no need for her to die. I was still gasping for breath, but I wanted to scream out in agony. Why did she stay with me, why?
Still, I couldn’t help looking at her with my skill when she was lying there, her dark, wet robe showing her lithe body, her dark hair wet against her head, circling her round face that looked almost pretty without that more or less constant ‘Magician’s snarl’. A few hairs were on her cheek, a cheek that seemed to be losing its color while I was watching. Moments like this I really hated my skill, when I couldn’t help sensing the shimmer inside her beginning to die away, like embers dying in a light rain.
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