Disobey
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PLEASE WATCH THE MOVIE BEFORE ENJOYING THIS FAN FICTION Three years have passed since Ronit left the small Orthodox Jewish community in North London, where she buried her father and left her lover Esti Kuperman. She thought she was moving on, until one day she receives a message from Esti. Surprised and excited, Ronit messages her back and they begin talking regularly, building upon the abandoned foundations of their relationship. Suddenly, the emotions Ronit believed were gone resurface and she finds herself again on that roller coaster with Esti, exploring new challenges and ultimately facing her biggest sacrifice.
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Since the death of both sets of her parents, Fynnith has lived far to the northwest, in the orcish fighting pits of Argul Kar after being taken as a prisoner when just a child. Having survived as the most feared fighter in the pits for over a dozen years, her mental health has increasingly deteriorated to the point where she is constantly hearing a voice in her head telling her to break out of the stone cell she sleeps in between fights, as she had a destiny to fulfill. After blacking out when the voice finally got too loud, she wakes up on a dirt road in a land she doesn't recognize. With an uncertain future, she looks to restart her life, not knowing that events beyond her knowledge have already started to move in ways that will force her to fight for things that the fighting pits never could have prepared her for. After all, a battle for love isn't always as direct as that with a sword. Or, maybe it is? TW: People will die, blood will spill, and there may be a little smut (if you're lucky!)

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