She thought she knew what was in store for her when two men showed up to inspect her. They didn't even need to speak in a language she understood to read their intentions, stroking her stomach and patter her thighs was enough. The war in Duro had done many things, elevate the status of women above that of cattle was not one of them. With little women left in Duro after the great war, women either killed or whisked away by the enemy, instead of being an amenity thrown away after they are too old and wrinkly, they are now commodities sold for a steep price. He remembered little before the war, little of what a young women looked or felt like. Living on the banks of the Meridian Sea, his brothers or clans men decide to get a woman. Not one to bred, but one to warm their beds and comfort them in a way they hadn't experienced since his mother passed several years ago. What will they do when they find out she is not all of what they had bargained for? "You were not meant to be wild, you were meant to be tamed, Kitsuk."
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