Denna sat in her chair, watching her daughter carefully. She was working on her first set of leathers, and it was a very delicate process, though, Denna knew that Ariella's fingers were quite up to the task.
Ariella's training had been different than all other Mord'Sith. Denna, as the Chosen of the Mord'Sith, had taken it upon herself to
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