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Zora’s POV I slowly woke in a room that felt unfamiliar, and as the hazy memories of the previous night started to crystallize, a profound sense of guilt washed over me. It was Lucian’s room, and the realization that I had willingly allowed the lords to take my virginity weighed heavily on my conscience. I couldn’t believe what had transpired. I couldn’t help but replay the events of the night in my mind, the sensations that had coursed through my body, and the pleasure I had experienced. It was a whirlwind of emotions, a storm of conflicting feelings that left me feeling utterly confused and ashamed. How had I allowed myself to be swept away in the heat of the moment, to give in to the desires that had coursed through me? It was a choice I had made, one that I couldn’t simply blame on