The Beast of Howls ch. 6
Chapter 6: A Prisoner and a Crone.
“Rise and shine Master Svebrouroh. You have a visitor.” A guard said, knocking on the cell door. It was an hour past sunrise and for many an hour too soon to wake. Few slept well for the first few hours after sundown the previous day as the village had honored the centennial Howling with the tradition of sending a young virgin woman to the Breeding.
“I’m not asleep.” Replied the spellmaster. “How could I?” It was a surprise to everyone in Mistbrooke when Jynan the Broken had leapt off of the cliff into the pond below before a true virgin was lowered down. It was believed by all that a woman whose hymen was broken was not worthy of selection for the Beast of Howls to breed with. Why would a Beast want a torn innocence when it could have one that was fresh? Dozens upon dozens of virgin women and girls were sent to the Breeding in the past month and a half but none were chosen. But as it was made clear throughout
The Beast of Howls Ch4
The Beast of Howls
Chapter 4: Acceptance.
Jynan stirred in her sleep, not from cold as the air was yet warm from the hot summer’s day, but from the rustling of leaves and a tugging on her white slip. When she had jumped from the cliff to save Arilla she had gone in full clothing save any shoes. Once she had completed her trek into the woods she realized she was not dressed appropriately for the Breeding. It was tradition that all virgins were to wear a simple white cotton gown with no undergarments. Jynan discarded her outer vest and skirt, followed by her undergarments and socks. All that remained was her white cotton slip with the smallest detail of soft lace around the neckline. She didn’t much care for lace, usually it was itchy and made her scratch herself constantly. Some of the designs she had seen lace used in a dress or undergarment was horrendous or too poofy. This was simple. And the best part? It didn’t itch.
Again there was tugging on her cotton s