Notes
“Esclave. What would your name be, madame?” inquired the demon.
"Esclave," Siltaal repeated. "Esclave, Esclave, Esclave, Esclave."
A grin crept across her face and she laughed softly, adjusting Esclave’s weight on her back.
"Siltaal Taarsum, thief of kings and scoundrel to many."
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1 comment on The Cutpurse and the Servant
dunmer_queen September 05, 2014
Aaaaaaaa *cries because pentatonix*
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