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The Aerie
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2024-10-29 19:42:56[Primus]
The look on her face is beyond shock.
Fear. No, terror. She is terrified.
To be honest, so am I.
“Primus,” she sucks in her breath as she very carefully, very precisely asks, "What did you do?" She closes her eyes. “You called me “Prima” and made your servants bow to me.”
“Carnelia,” I try to calm her. “It’ll be alright I..”
Her deep breaths move her entire body as she wo
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