Chapter 69: The Stings Of Slaves

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The ship wobbled in the endless sea as the moonlight reflected on the waves and tides. Joya's eyes were opened as she wrinkled her nose, the stench of the corpse of a dead woman overwhelming the atmosphere. "How long do we have to put up with this smell?" Melin's hand hung on her nostrils as she tried not to inhale the horrid smell. "Not for long." Joya added when her ears picked up quick footsteps making their way to the cabin. "Here they come..." A woman in the cabin said with apparent fear, her voice breaking. The heavy wooden door creaked as it swung open, spilling a narrow strip of light into the dim, airless cabin. The man's boots thudded against the deck, the sound unnervingly loud in the cramped space. Inside, the air was thick with the stench of the corpse of a dead woman. T

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