Madame
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Though Ari always liked being a bit rebellious, as most women in her family were, she would take it to a whole new level upon meeting a goddess of a woman. Her weakness for beauty was something she kept more or less secret, but with this specifically alluring woman, she couldn't help her wilding thoughts; neither of them could. As much as the pair renounced the thought, what they had would boil to the point where the lid would have to eventually pop off. ______________________________ [tw: violence, mature themes, sex, attempted rape, drugs, mental health, body image] Enjoy reading!!!
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If she had been accepted, Ari could have been heir. Crowned. Her name spoken with pride on tongues that praised her. If her father had honored the pact, she could have stood as the bridge between worlds, proof of the unity between monsters and men. If she had been loved, Ari could have carried a kingdom's future and made it great. But...she was not. She was born cloaked in shame and cowardice instead of love and peace. Now she runs, feral, angry, hunted. In the Fenrathi wilds where monsters prowl and humans cower, she is not a pawn, not a bastard, not an obedient bride. She is sharp edges and stubborn will, a burried truth that will bite deeper than steel can cut. What she may yet become hangs in the balance: a woman who buries herself in silence once more... or one who learns to love her wildness and claim the future that lies denied her. Lies are rot. Truth is bone that endures.

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