Summary
Trapped forever undersea, Sarafa can't stop laughing as Yudil vents his anger on her. Sarafa/Yudil. Mature
“You owe me,” Yudil said. His washed skin peeled away as he tore apart Sarafa’s robe.
Sarafa couldn’t stop laughing. You couldn’t betray someone merely a tool. He might think of himself as a fairytale hero, but the princess she once was had already been butchered in blood pools.
Yudil fumbled as their weapons locked them together, allowing little space for motion. How befitting that Sarafa was always escaping from one cage into another.
As Yudil shoved himself between her legs, Sarafa thrust her crystal ball against his head.
She smiled at his rage. “Do you get what you want?”
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