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Bless me, Father… for I’m about to sin again.
Radiant in her shining armor, Lysandra is the paladin of light—revered as a saint, sworn protector of the innocent. But behind her holy vows lies an insatiable hunger, a lust that no prayer can cleanse. Her smile is both blessing and temptation, her touch both divine and obscene. She kneels in prayer by day, and writhes in sin by night.
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