One of the servants in charge of the supplies produced a whole array of vials filled with scents for Calyn to choose from, each far more expensive than anything on the ship. There were servants already going through her wardrobe. When she came out, there'd be three outfits laid out for her to choose from for the day. There were already other servants that would contact Deriel's servants letting them know that she wished to spend the rest of the day with him. In short, the simple statement was enough to shape the rest of the day in accordance with her will. The dress she had on as she stepped onto the deck was a bit more constricting than the fighter in her liked. She, however, knew that there were arenas in which looks were just as deadly as fists, so she didn't mind too much. Off to one side of the deck, several guards were already standing around the table at which Deriel was seated. The airship was full of the upper crust of society. That, however, didn't mean that they all occup

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. Most of the people that descended from their particular airship already had carriages close by waiting for them. Their group thus stood out a bit as they quietly walked away from the airship. Still, neither Greg nor anyone in his group had done much interacting with the other passengers of the airship. They therefore only garnered fleeting interest before the other passengers turned back to their affairs. Looking at her as she moved, it was almost impossible for a casual observer to notice just how badly weakened his teacher was. Back straight, shoulders back, and head held high, she moved with the grace and confidence of one who wasn't daunted by anything. One who, even when pitted against the whole world, still expected to come out on top! To someone as familiar with her as Greg was, however, the signs of her struggle were all too clear to see. The subtle rigid

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. That someone had managed to get so close to him without even the slightest trace told him that he was dealing with someone of equal if not superior skill to him. She could have easily ended his life without him even realizing what had just happened. The fact that she had begun by talking was all he needed to know that she'd want to interrogate him first before killing him. Alrik wasn't naïve enough to hope for mercy. The threat being made was his window! One thing he'd learned in those ten punishing cycles was that people who wanted to kill you didn't make threats. If they were competent killers, then they'd just do it. On the other hand, if they began by threatening you, then they'd unconsciously first want you to hear the threat before they did anything. After all, it was pointless to threaten a corpse. If you could act before the threat was delivered, then you

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. Alrik was no novice in this business. Rather than turning to look, he angled his body such that he could still keep the woman in his field of view before quickly glancing at the specified building. Much to his surprise, it hadn't been a diversion tactic. His surprise, however, turned to confusion. After spending the last three months with the Sydrak clan, Alrik could easily recognize the woman regarding them from three buildings over as one of Calyn's guards. Why she would send someone to track him, Alrik didn't know. Speculating as to her purpose for tracking him in the current situation, however, was a pointless if not dangerous waste of time. Right now, he needed to act. In any other situation, Alrik would have been angry at himself for not noticing that he had a tail. In the current situation, however, it just gave him an idea. "Run!" He shouted, not caring i

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. Even after Olivia had gone off to deal with their tail, his teacher never stopped moving. It spoke to the mental fortitude that she had that she continued to walk for another hour or so despite the pain. She hadn't said much since they left the airship, but Greg couldn't help but feel wordlessly chastised by her. They had wiped away almost every last trace of their existence from the town, gotten a headstart on their pursuers, and remained on the run for the last six months. Yet, for all this, she still hadn't let her guard down. Even after she'd pointed out their pursuers, she didn't assume they were safe, she kept them moving through the streets of Ethavel in what Greg now recognized had been a counter-tracking exercise by his teacher.In the end, they climbed into one of the carriages that acted like this world's version of a cab. Greg was now fluent enough in