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@DaGlobster Shivering was becoming a regular everyday thing for her.
Grace tucked her hands under her armpits and curled into herself, an attempt to keep warm when everything was so cold. Though, it wasn't actually cold at all and Grace was always just
too warm. A downside of her magic. Her body temperature was through the roof and moderate temperatures were just too cold for her. The fact she had been dressed in a sheer gauzy fabric to accent her features - show her off naked without her actually being naked - didn't help her at all.
She had gotten her wish.
Braving the forests, Grace had gotten from of Connlaoth and the mage camps.
The price was high though and she cast a glance at the green skinned individual who'd put the paint on her.
Grace was to be a gift.
Her hair had been brushed out and taken from it's tie. The long white-gold coloured strands reaching her waist in thick waves. Another shiver ran through her body, though it wasn't from the cold this time. It was from fear.
Could it be called kidnapped if there's no one to know you were taken?
The orcs... Goblins? Grace didn't know. They'd found her. Snatched her from her sleeping spot under a tree. Stripped her down and tied her up. A humiliating act was done to her to test her purity but, other than that she wasn't touched. Wasn't manhandled. Not a bruise or a marking on her aside from the colours of the people she was to be given to.
A peach offering, they'd tried to explain in common. Grace was going to be the tool used to bring peace.
Supposedly.
Which was why she was being tugged along through a crowd and shoved in front of the leader - or what she supposed was the leader.
"We've brought you a gift!" he proclaimed, holding Graces shoulders before pushing her forward gently.
Another shiver wracked her body and she stared down at the ground like it was her only life line. Was this worse than the mage camps?
"A virgin human!" The orc was quite pleased with himself, reaching around and pulling open the material to present the human's body. A little thing, they'd tried to feed her to fatten her up and it'd worked a
little but she was still tiny and it was too late to switch her out for one that was more voluptuous.
Grace cast a glance up to the receiver before she ducked her head back down quickly after just a glance, eyes squeezing shut while tears trailed down her cheeks. This wasn't what she wanted. She wanted a life. Later. When they were sleeping. She'd try to get away then.
"We hope it pleases you because, while small, she is quite beautiful. Eyes the colour of trees!" His hand snaked around her head to pull her head up and finally she stared at him and it felt like the world filled upside down. He couldn't exactly boast about how pillowy her tits were - because they weren't. Stupid human and her inability to gain weight fast enough to give her decent breasts.
He was going to kill her.