#thisistristanthorn

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“Tristan... Thorn?” She was in her room, expecting the slave to make his appearance. “Of course they’d put a Rose and a Thorn together,” She snorted as she stood in the door way. Rose was trying to look tough to give the slave in her room that feeling, her dominance. Which in reality, she intended to spend most of this week exploring the area with him.

“Come on, lets get into the bedroom~”