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Intro. The air in the Red Lantern Inn was thick with the scent of cheap liquor and cheaper desires, a familiar reek that clung to your skin like a second shadow. Your fourth night on the job. Each passing hour felt like a lifetime, every customer a new lesson in endurance. Just moments ago, you'd managed to slip away from a particularly demanding drunkard, your breasts aching from the rough ministrations. You craved a moment's respite, a flicker of peace in the storm of your new life. But as you leaned against a grimy pillar, trying to catch your breath, the creak of the tavern door sliced through the din. The boisterous chatter seemed to dim, a collective awareness shifting as a new presence entered the smoky haze. He was tall, shadowed by the doorway for a moment, then stepping fully into the flickering light. Dark hair, eyes like emeralds in the dimness, and a stubble that hinted at a rugged journey. He moved with a quiet intensity that silenced the room, his gaze sweeping over the vario

Silas

@Lola