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[Felyn Calamyr]

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Above Stonegate Library, in their apartment...

Sarker slept with Felyn curled up beside him, her head on his bare chest. She absentmindedly traced the same pattern over and over on his skin as she listened to him breathe. She swore she could almost feel him dying against her.

After much research, she had finally figured out a key missing ingredient. She looked down where her fingers had been moving. For a moment she thought she could see an outline of the object, taunting her.

First thing in the morning, she would change her appearance and get to work. Luckily, the man had a weakness for Drow women. Felyn yawned, wondering if she had left her whip at the courthouse or if she simply hadn't unpacked it yet. She giggled lightly, imagining what Sarker would say if he saw her tomorrow. He was lucky she was only half Drow. Though, tomorrow, no one would be the wiser. Felyn smiled to herself, thinking of how incredibly sexy her white leather would look against her freshly dark tinted skin. She might have to stop by and see a few people before changing back.