Reincarnated In Submission -

She hesitated. Then she sighed, hoisted me onto her hip, and carried me into the firelight.

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Not mine. Hers.

He died staring at me. Not with hatred. With recognition. She hesitated

The first thing I remembered was the cold. She hesitated. Then she sighed

The Geas flared—a searing hot poker in my skull. My hand trembled. The wine rippled. The pain was excruciating, demanding I look away, demanding I kneel.

He drank. He gasped. He fell.