Watching Jaeil depart the aggressive woman rose to her feet with her hand clenching her throat. Sammaria pleased with the results smiles at her before leaving the festival. Finishing removing the access dirt from her dragon v-cut black leather and chainmail skirt she disappears behind a nearby tent.

“Jaeil almost ripped throat from fucking head!”

“I did not anticipate her arrival!”

“I forbid the blonde woman entry she is now gone I did as commanded now see proper coin rendered.” Reaching into her waist she pulls out a small velvet coin purse and dumps it into her hand. Once the coin hit her flesh she quickly turns away before she could fully disappear she calls out to her.

“Remember tell no one of this matter.”

“You have my word…….Selene, “she says before turning the corner. Alone with her thoughts from a far she witnessed the entire exchange that took place. The image of Jaeil gazing upon the blonde woman as she walked away ignited her jealously once again. Her gaze as innocent as it was appeared much more to her, as the image constantly flashed through her mind the more infuriated she became. She could no longer await on Jaeil to give reason for her presence she demanded an answer and knew the only way to obtain such was from the blonde woman herself.

The crisp warm water upon her skin felt refreshing. Her body was in desperate need to be soothed washed free from the brutish hands of LaMiya. Her teeth indenture marks remained as she gazed upon them it served as a reminder the next time they crossed paths she would end the cunts life. She was more than her looks and had made a name for herself traveling and fighting in exhibitions. One day while advancing to the next round she met and immediately fell in love with Shane. Their courtship was a tumultuous one filled with excitement, love, dishonesty, and heartache. When it was agreed to part ways it had been bittersweet but very much needed. Although, constant disagreements and arguments ensued what never wavered was their physical attraction towards one another. When she agreed to travel to Nephelé she did not anticipate crossing paths with Shane. In fact, years ago when she spoke her final goodbyes she swore to never see or hear from her again. Since embarking on this journey there were shared gazes when met neither one making any effort to advert them. Although the flirtatious banter was welcoming she knew if she did not keep her distance it could lead to disastrous consequences. Besides, Molly made it perfectly clear Shane was not available for the taking.