#4784 - Conrad?” It only took a moment before, one of the two people standing by the entrance stepped towards her, his short black hair tousled, his bright blue eyes focusing on her, his expression lightening considerably, “Elyn!!” he said, quickly moving to her side, “The priest,” he started, glancing back towards the man he had been talking to, who, with more work to do, had stepped from the tent letting a sweep of chilling air curl in, “he said he had healed your wounds but that your head may be hurt in other ways, are you well?” he whispered, kneeling by her side, concern written across his soft features. No, worse, she had almost been its prisoner. Leaning forward she placed her hands on his chest, caressing her thumbs over his silky skin as her hair fell around her face, framing it as she stared down at him, lips parted, panting hard, loud moans accompanying the shakes of pleasure that rode up and down her spine.
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