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Featuring Mistress Maiden
Autumn, Year 773
Glenwood, Glenmore

She was a fool, How could she fall so easy to a stag’s wishes. She knew with the sweet scent of her heat had left her quickly upon her interaction with that stag. She prayed it was only a dream, but now she felt slight changes within her. She would bare her first fawn at her age no less. She worried over how this will affect her teaching! She was a fool indeed. She ran from the stag afterward in the middle of the night while he slept. She gave him not her name, but she was a harlot. How could she give in to her bodies desire? She was full of woe and just as much regret. It was not the stag’s fault! She was to bear the fruit of this and on her own. She didn’t even know who the father was! Her mother must be rolling in her grave. She would disapprove of this behavior. Her nephew would enjoy this blunder of hers. No, once this fawn comes, she will raise it. She had to, it was now her responsibility. If she bore a male it will be a butler and if the gods will it a female, she would continue with the family business of being a maiden. She sighed to herself. She knew the season was coming and she knew she should have stocked up on her herbs to prevent the season to come to her. It would do her good she could only hear her other nephew the pale guard. She will keep to herself and this fawn until weaned. Then she would figure something out. She had to after all reputation was everything… wasn’t it?

Description

Featuring Mistress Maiden
Autumn, Year 773
Glenwood, Glenmore

She was a fool, How could she fall so easy to a stag’s wishes. She knew with the sweet scent of her heat had left her quickly upon her interaction with that stag. She prayed it was only a dream, but now she felt slight changes within her. She would bare her first fawn at her age no less. She worried over how this will affect her teaching! She was a fool indeed. She ran from the stag afterward in the middle of the night while he slept. She gave him not her name, but she was a harlot. How could she give in to her bodies desire? She was full of woe and just as much regret. It was not the stag’s fault! She was to bear the fruit of this and on her own. She didn’t even know who the father was! Her mother must be rolling in her grave. She would disapprove of this behavior. Her nephew would enjoy this blunder of hers. No, once this fawn comes, she will raise it. She had to, it was now her responsibility. If she bore a male it will be a butler and if the gods will it a female, she would continue with the family business of being a maiden. She sighed to herself. She knew the season was coming and she knew she should have stocked up on her herbs to prevent the season to come to her. It would do her good she could only hear her other nephew the pale guard. She will keep to herself and this fawn until weaned. Then she would figure something out. She had to after all reputation was everything… wasn’t it?