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... hs' gifts, the northern woman did decide to ride along with them. She kept herself closed off and distant from the women as she felt their gaze on her in a new light. She now knew that they weren't just watching her out of fear or distrust, but with lust. It was new to her.

She kept her distance at night as well, opting to set up a tent outside. She guessed they were good people in general, but their oddity made her hesitant to sleep next to them. For the first two days and nights, she m ...

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