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... , the heavy water skins sloshing rhythmically against his back. His chest was heaving with legitimate exertion this time, sweat plastering his hair to his forehead. He was damp, disheveled, and smelled faintly of river mud... a deliberate choice he’d made to mask the musk of sex and sweat clinging to his skin.
"Water!" he announced, dropping the skins next to the pot with a heavy, wet thud. "Fresh from the stream."
Veyra looked up from the mountain of bones she was sorting. She w ...
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