Pradorian Mate

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Sara snapped out of the silence she had been forced into.
    “ Nothing you should be concerned with.” Archail spoke quietly as he turned toward the lake. “I am going for a swim. If you would like to do the same, please stay near the shore. I don’t want to have to rescue you again.”
    “ No thanks. I think I’ll go for a short walk instead.” Sara turned to leave, not wanting to see him undress.
    “ Just stay close to the lake. I really don’t want any more trouble from you.” Without waiting for a retort, he dove into the clear, green, phosphorous water.
    “ Certainly, your highness.” Sara mockingly dismissed his warning. Curiosity got the better of her as she decided to head the same way Dar had gone, hoping to find some answers about these strange creatures and their peculiar customs.
    The narrow trail was formed from rock and packed dirt. It seemed to run close to the lake in some portions and farther away in others, at least from what she could see. At first, Sara was only interested in the direction Dar had gone, but as she gazed at her surroundings in the morning light, she noticed a figure sitting by the side of the lake. She shuddered when it occurred to her that Dar could have doubled back. But this being was smaller and not blue. It was human! Maybe it was one of the females from earlier.
    Sara’s pace quickened as she hurried toward the figure, but she stopped suddenly when she recognized who it was. “O…rora? Is that really you?”
    The woman whipped her head around at the unexpected voice. Sara noticed her long blonde hair and strikingly hazel eyes on seeing her in daylight for the first time. She seemed tired, worn, and worried. She nearly broke into tears on seeing Sara. Orora jumped up to wrap her arms around Sara’s neck. “Oh my God…Sara. Where have you been? Are you okay? What happened?”
    Sara couldn’t help but smile as she held Orora gently. She struggled to convey everything that had happened to her. “I almost drowned before being captured like you were. Since then, I’ve been held inside a cave. When I tried to escape again, some hairy, ape-like creatures almost made me their main course, but I managed to get away safely. I’m surprised I haven’t gotten food poisoning yet, and if that wasn’t bad enough, everyone keeps bossing me around as if I have no say in anything.” Sara stepped back slowly to get a better look at Orora. She seemed healthy enough, and there weren’t any bruises or cuts on her, so she probably hadn’t been beaten, which was good. “Anyway, that’s enough about me. How are you? What happened to you after that night?”
    Orora looked at Sara for a long moment before turning and walking back to the spot where she had been sitting. She sat down and patted the smooth rock beside her, inviting Sara to join her. Sara gazed around the clearing for any sign of Dar or others who might interrupt them, but she saw no one, not even the females who had accompanied the males earlier, so she sat next to Orora and prepared to listen.
    “Sara, listen.” Orora appeared worried. She put her hands into Sara’s and held them while she talked. “That night we arrived, when I was carried away by that large Pradorian—Dar, he said his name was. I must have passed out because I don’t remember much after feeling sick and scared to death. Anyway, that doesn’t matter, because when I woke up, I heard voices. I was too afraid to open my eyes. I didn’t want anything else to happen to me, and I was sure they’d notice if I woke up.”
    Her head shook and her eyes squeezed shut, making the tears that had welled up flow down her cheek. She took a deep breath. “Anyway, there were two of them, I think, and they were talking about a group of females. I thought they meant us at first, but it turned out another group came before us. I’m not sure if they were the only ones either. There could have been God knows how many groups before them, b-but what I

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