A man walks in the silent forest, his heavy steps approaching a camp in an open area, surrounded by trees.
The grass below his feet gets changed to red carpet, as he approaches the tents. The men on either side, bowing on his arrival.
"Sir Daniel! You are back."
He doesn't reply, going towards his quarters. To only enter the biggest tent in the camp. Sitting on his seat, he breathes heavily, running his hand through his hair.
"Fuc*! What the hell was I thinking!"
He curses himself for acting the way he did with the unknown girl......yes he planned to play with her but he went a bit overboard. He never does that...on the contrary he rarely engages with the women specie. He detests them with passion.
Picking up a silver goblet, he fills it with wine. Gulping the liquid in one go.
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