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roil.
    "My mother loves me,
and she's no evil witch."
    "She isn’t. Someone
didn’t believe Melisande’s prediction because … thought she wanted the child
for herself. That person lived in the castle of Palance and was able to wield
magic. In great secret … stole the baby girl from Melisande, then gave her back
to her rightful mother."
    Struck by a new bout of
deafness, she shook her head while taping against her ears, angry and
frustrated by the unwelcomed hindrance. Seeing her discomfort, Kylor slowed
down.
    "Using magic, … hid
the baby girl and her mother in a secluded place. A farm where nobody would
ever find them until the day of the sacrifice."
    "So, my mother is my
real mother?"
    Kylor nodded while
displaying an appeasing smile. Immense relief flooded her at the sight of her
guardian's grin, spreading warmth and comfort in her heart. But curiosity soon
won over.
    "What happened
after?"
    "This person spent many
years trying to discover a way to break the curse. Far away … journeyed to find
old scrolls, manuscripts, and prophecies written by the Ancients. A very long
time … searched for answers when the solution was plain from the beginning."
    As though she wanted to
ascertain a delicate point, Kylor leant towards her and lifted her chin.
    "If the maiden loses
her virtue on the very day of summer solstice, the ritual can't be performed."
    The woman obviously meant
to reveal a shattering truth, yet she didn't have the slightest clue as to what
Kylor was going on about. Fidgeting on the cloak, she spoke with animation.
    "Please, tell me
what a maiden is? What's her virtue?"
    "Again, there are
some things I just can't explain to you because you won't hear them."
    "All right, but what
about endless night and destruction?"
    "People must be
shown the prediction is false. The day following summer solstice the sun will
shine, and the former maiden will be officially presented to them. Then they'll
know the prediction was nothing but a tale. With any luck, we might be
witnesses to a witch hunt."
    "Whatever her purpose,
she doesn’t deserve any less."
    She tightened her fingers
into a fist, heated by feelings of vindictiveness and revenge. The sorceress'
plan had to be thwarted. Now that she knew the hard facts, a particular
instance still nagged her.
    "I don’t understand.
Is it so difficult to be a maiden?"
    "I must say it usually
is when you are pleasing to the eye and you live around haystacks."
    Despite the grin
stretching Kylor's lips, she had the impression that the woman was leading her
straight to her doom.
    "So, you really are
my protector?"
    "My sword and my
life lay at your feet, my lady."
    Her guardian's voice and
manner brought tears to her face. Wiping them from her cheeks, Kylor took her
in her arms to brush her smooth brow. She raised her head, losing herself in
the blue gaze.
    Their hungry mouths found
each other, their lips joining in a passionate kiss, tongues fervently rolling,
and stroking. Crushed against her body, she felt Kylor's cock hardening in the
tight buckskins.

Chapter
Seven
    As the intense kiss
deepened, satisfaction filled her for she knew the woman desired her. With any
luck, her protector might suck the ever so sensitive place between her thighs
again. But Kylor drew back, breathless, and pulled on her buckskins.
    "Sorry, Anya, you
caught me off guard. I'm very attracted to you, and I would gladly prove it,
but we should be going."
    Swept away by this
newfound passion igniting her whole body, she agreed with reluctance.
    "I know. But before
we leave, tell me who this person is. She saved my life, and I'd like to thank
her."
    "… is one of my
relatives, and a close friend to your mother. Earlier on … was the person I was
speaking to."
    "Someone from your
family?" Is that why you're my guardian?"
    "Not entirely. As a
matter of fact, I've heard about you since I was a child. Your story has always
fascinated me."
    Kylor stared into her
eyes and took a deep breath, as if suddenly