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The Taste of War

Chapter 21: The Taste of War

Ameena

Her Body, Her Banner

She crossed the border in crimson silk and silence.

No armies. No flags. Just her.

The enemy’s capital—New Harrow—was a city drunk on tradition. Women still wore collars with locks. Men paraded their conquests. Slavery wasn't whispered—it was ...