Chapitre 134: Mary

The angry roar of the slapping waves against the stretch of boulders few meters from her cottage, pierced into Mary's ears. As soon as her consciousness resurfaced, she remembered the deal the night before and she jerked up from her bed. The sudden movement made her pause, a searing pain pressed on her temples. She then remembered, she had too much wine. It was her first time to try it but the fear of what she had agreed to sacrifice, made her want to drown herself with the magic of the fluid until she'd make it sure she would remember nothing.

She looked down to check herself, all the pieces of her clothing were still intact. Yet somewhere between her thighs, the pain of a seemingly lacerated wound reminded her that the deed was indeed done.