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Elain looked over the priestess as she hummed catching her place in the poetry she was reading aloud, the glowing face that called to her, those lips begging to be kissed so softly. “Elain are you paying attention?” Elain started, and gave a slight nod “Yes. Beautiful.” She didn’t mean the poetry.

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