JoJo
Morning meets me still sitting sleepy-eyed on the boulder.
The waterfall continues to fall.
The rats have gone into hiding and the rocks in the cave are now in semi-clear view .
Everything seems normal except me.
I remain seated with my stomach situation, wondering whether I shouldn't risk going out of the cave in search of food.
Gratsiya has so far been silent. She knows I'm quite displeased at the troubles she's put me through so far.
I don't trust her judgement one single bit. How could you concurrently crave a slave and a prince? That's one big appetite you've got, Gratsiya. I can imagine Hazz the slave and Vaughn the prince becoming equals only because they've decided to cohabit with me under the same roof as mates, we three becoming understanding throuples. They'll each b
