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... osture was quite strange.
Miss Beyard had taken off her shoes and was sitting on the soft couch in the tavern’s private room, her back against the cold wall. The Shadow Demon had already retreated back into Aiwass’s shadow.
Aiwass lay in her arms like a rag doll, her slender waist tightly embraced by one hand, and her head resting on Miss Beyard’s chest. Miss Beyard had also tucked in the leg that was on the outside, bending her knee slightly to block the girl lying on her from r ...
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