A tyrant, a spell and the begining of an idea

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DUNCAN I have been pacing up and down the tunnel for what feels like hours. If that di.ck so much as breathes too close to my kitten, I will rip his arms off and beat him to death with them. I hear movement at the top of the well and hold my breath as a mans foot appears on the ladder, I am about to grab him and pull him down, ready to give him a beating, when I heard the sweet voice of my kitten. "For goddess’s sake, will you hurry up Da, I am standing up here in full view, like a flag waving saying, I am a traitor. Come and fu.cking get me." "Watch yer tongue lassie, remember who you are sassing, just cause yer the Luna, don't mean I can't tan yer disrespecting a.ss." I chuckle at their back and forth, if anyone other than Liam spoke to her like that I would have ripped them to piec

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