Dancing to Only Your Tune {Kanya of Kanyakubja}
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Oh my lord! Chirayu!! customers are waiting for--
The woman's eyes widened in shock as she opened the back door of the brothel for Chirayu.
He stood before her, his gentle face a contrast to his athletic build, with Vatsala cradled in his arms.
Vatsala's arms were wrapped around his neck, and she gazed calmly at the woman.
Chirayu
The lady needs medical attention
Chirayu said firmly, brushing past the woman into the brothel.
He gently made Vatsal sit on the chair in his second-floor room, which appeared to be part of the brothel's residence.
He stepped back, making space for the curious-eyed woman who had followed him from the back door into his room.
Chirayu
The second drawer of my table has mandrake root. Give her enough to ease the pain while you stitch up her wound.
Vatsala lifted her garment, exposing the gruesome injuries on her legs. The couch muscles on both legs were torn and ragged, requiring immediate stitches.
The woman's eyes widened in horror as she took in the extent of the damage, a stark reminder of the brutal punishment Vatsala had endured that day.
Vatsala
I stopped the bleeding before coming here to purchase mandrake roots to help with the pain before stitching up
Chirayu
Fortunately I found her.
Chirayu's voice softened with a hint of sympathy as he spoke.
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Chirayu, you should attend to the customers waiting for you in the hall. We can't risk tarnishing the brothel's reputation, can we?
Chirayu's gaze met Vatsala's for a fleeting instant, a silent understanding passing between them.
He swiftly turned and rushed down the stairs, leaving Vatsala sitting calmly behind
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