Fat body type.
The stables were surprisingly warm when the duke stepped inside the stonewalled building. The servants had told him that his brother was there so he had made the short walk from the manor to the stable to talk with him in private. King Avram was brushing his horse’s coarse snout with an even coarser brush, […]
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Prince Zerah sat in the bathtub, enjoying the amberly scent coming from the slowly burning incense next to him. The lukewarm water felt good after such a long day of lovemaking and even though his body was feeling sore, he wanted more, excited to experience whatever his father had promised to do later that evening.
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The beautiful early Pearl’s months golden sun shone through the frost-veiled windows of my slowly shifting carriage, yet the dawn’s beauty did little to soothe my aching heart. For the last seven months, Zerah had occupied my winter manor, getting bigger each day as my brood grew within him and I had not been able
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It was no secret to anyone that I wasn’t my father’s real son. My dark appearance contrasted greatly with the fair looks of my siblings and those of my father’s blood. Whoever had been my real father didn’t matter though, King Aviram had declared me as his rightful child and as such, he had sealed
The ancestral statues of my kind laid waste in the large hallway where we had made our camp. The air was a little bit easier to breathe here due to the size of the room, but I could still feel myself sniffling every now and then. Most of our group was fast asleep except for
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As the fallen debris settled, the thunderous sound of moving boulders and creaking pillars finally got quiet. Slightly bruised, annoyed and my rear hurting like hell, I had managed to avoid most of the falling rubble, but my team was now a couple levels higher than I was and I wasn’t sure if I could
Our group was exhausted, to say the least. All six of us barely managed to climb out of that cave. Leeto, our dwarven healer, carried the rescued prince with him. Fatin and Ilo guarded our rear as Vasil and I had the front. Melesina had already reached our carriage. The large drakes strapped onto it
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I had worked at the Gryphon Rider Tower for over a month now and every time I got up on that breeding saddle, I was excited. I had forgotten my ambition of becoming a griffon rider myself and had found a new goal of being ridden by the magnificent beasts. The first time I had
“Never expected to see an ash fae here. You’re kind rarely wanders away from your home isle. Yet, here you are, applying to be the gryphon aide under me. You do realize what that job entails, right?” Asked the flight master Trall as I sprouted back into the present, hearing griffins screeches outside the tall
It’s an easy job, I told myself as I bagged my things. You get in and you get out. Where your brethren had failed, you have the skills to finish this job. I took the scroll from my pillow into my hands and opened it to give it one last look. There he was. The
