Ava POV As I glance down at our clasped hands, I notice an Entertainer nearby freezing mid-step, her eyes locked onto us. The shock on her face is unmistakable. This is bad. Any kind of attention in this place is dangerous because it spreads like wildfire. By sunset, the entire camp will be whispering about what just happened. If any of the women fancy him, they’ll see me as a threat—and that’s the last thing I need. I’ve always tried to stay in the background, keeping my head down and avoiding trouble. More rumors mean more scrutiny, and with that comes extra work, unwanted stares, and resentment. None of it serves me. The less noticeable I am, the better. The Master guides me toward an old, familiar tree—the one I always go to when I need a moment of peace. He settles onto a fallen log, but even in a seated position, his sheer size is overwhelming. "Get on with it," he orders, his voice rough. I hesitate. I need him to remove his shirt so I can reach his injury, but the wor
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