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... om years of assassin training.
Her pale skin seemed almost fragile under the rushing wind, and with every leap the mount made, I could feel the rise and fall of her breasts above my arms.
"For a warlord, you’re awfully scared of falling," she teased.
"Hey, it’s not my fault I’ve never ridden this... whatever this tiger-leopard thing is!" I shouted over the rush of air.
"Your partner’s never ridden one either and she looks fine."
"She might as well be a gen ...
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