Succubus Summoner: A High Fantasy Romance by Virgil Knightley & Annabelle Hawthorne

Succubus Summoner: A High Fantasy Romance by Virgil Knightley & Annabelle Hawthorne

Author:Virgil Knightley & Annabelle Hawthorne [Knightley, Virgil & Hawthorne, Annabelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wet Leaf Press LLC
Published: 2023-05-22T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 13

S amuel had Aurora as his personal servant for a whole day, but didn’t have much of a plan to utilize the opportunity. It was originally her proposition because she’d been so sure of her victory, but he hadn’t given it much thought.

It wasn’t like it was back in school, where an extra set of hands was an incredible boon for nearly every task. Just having someone tag out with you to get some rest could make it a worthwhile endeavor. Unfortunately, Aurora was already pulling her weight on the journey, and there wasn’t much of his work he could give her that wouldn’t end up slowing them down or making everything more difficult than it needed to be.

So it was a whole day that went by with Samuel having only small menial tasks for Aurora. He had her handle breakfast, lunch, loading the varo, and a few other things, but these were all tasks that one would usually do while the other tended to something else. To her credit, the nun didn’t complain about any of it. On the contrary, she seemed almost eager to prove that she could keep up with any task he gave her.

It was only when they had settled down that night by the fire that she revealed what the unusually upbeat attitude had been all about.

“That was an incredibly disappointing day, I have to say.” Aurora sat heavily on the log on the other side of the campfire. Instead of making camp in the woods or a random place off the road, they had come across a proper campground set aside for travelers. Numerous parties had set up in nearby campsites, creating a low murmur of dozens of whispering people and the crackle of multiple campfires.

“What do you mean?” Samuel asked as he finished off the last of his stew.

“You,” the nun scoffed with a wave of her hand, “have absolutely no imagination. You get a slave for a day, and you can’t come up with a single creative or interesting thing for me to do. And you actually had servants growing up!”

“Not exactly spoiling for things to do out here, you know,” he replied brusquely. “We have magic to help us along, but we’re essentially roughing it. If one of us doesn’t do our part, it costs us daylight.”

“That’s what I mean, right there,” she griped, jabbing a finger in his direction. “No creativity, no imagination. No sense of fun, Sammy.”

Samuel smiled. He had grown oddly fond of the sobriquet she used for him, even despite its condescending past. Even now, after their spat about Hecate, he could swear the nickname was still used with some affection. More than anything, he’d grown to love the sound of her voice saying some version of his name with any warmth at all, almost getting lost in it.

He glanced over at Snowball, sitting next to Bigsby on a separate log. The little pig was nuzzled up against the succubus while she stroked his head. Both



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