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Mia-s Milk Ranch -v1.1-: -satyrking- _hot_

The figure stopped playing and looked up. He wasn't a king in the traditional sense, but he carried an air of ancient authority. His eyes were bright yellow, and his curled horns were polished to a sheen.

“No,” Koren agreed, tilting his horned head. “You’re a partner. Or you could be. The old way demands no shame, only honesty. The first Mia—your ancestor—she chose this. She found power in it. And so can you.” Mia-s Milk Ranch -v1.1- -SatyrKing-

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