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“Can’t what? Retrieve the scepter? Or sire children?” She crouched, her armored skirt scraping the stones. “Because one of those is my job to prevent. The other is a bonus.”

He looked at the child. Opened his mouth. Closed it. knave ballbust

Not a kick. A nudge. A statement of intent. “Can’t what

This content is fictional, intended for a mature, consenting adult audience with specific kink interests. It depicts fantasy violence and sexual themes. Please ensure any real-life play is safe, sane, and consensual. Title: The Knave’s Reckoning Setting: The moonlit courtyard of Lord Ashworth’s keep. Silhouettes of twisted yew trees. Somewhere, a lute plays a flat note. intended for a mature