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Sven squeezed mine. The air exploded from my lungs. It was a narrow servant corridors that threaded around the main hallways. Never again would he use my body. “Sven!” Aingeal shouted from her jail. I felt the wave of energy cascading down at us from above. The entire palace shuddered and rang like a gong as the soldiers charged after us, landing and darting into the corridors to give chase. In moments, her hooves drummed on the drawbridge, hollow thuds that echoed around me. And I wanted to escape with him. “Sven,” she said, her voice so tight, almost quivering. Free of my father. He straightened, his cock thrusting so hard before him. The room rushed around me. So I would return that same love with my own devotion. My head swam, the back of my head throbbing. But she didn’t let up. The spirits dancing through the world around me would obey me now. But she must have a reason to send us here.
