Desert Rose Chapter 24 A Moment of Reprieve
Deneve and Saya’s laughter rang outside the tent as they held their sides in a poor attempt to compose themselves. “Then he pirouetted away from me with the skewered, grilled scorpion in his mouth like a rose,” Saya said, finishing her story as she giggled uncontrollably. Deneve chuckled, “Who does that?” “Lord Oman, when he…
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