Chapter 11: Northport Slave Traders Guild and Revenge III
He spun around abruptly, only to see Tulia standing there with elegance, as if she had never moved at all. She was wiping her fingertips with a pristine handkerchief, muttering…
He spun around abruptly, only to see Tulia standing there with elegance, as if she had never moved at all. She was wiping her fingertips with a pristine handkerchief, muttering…