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Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. In the winter when she was fourteen, a refugee riot broke out in Silver Light City. Her parents, who were distributing food to the refugees, never came back. In the end, her mother's naked, bruised body was found in a remote corner, and her father, who was stabbed multiple times, was lying in another place.
Afterwards, Nightingale and her brother were sent to another branch of the Glen family, the home of her father's brothers.
It was also that winter that Nightingale awakened as a witch.
She carefully hid her abilities, but was still discovered by Old Glen, who snatched her brother away from her and threatened Nightingale with his life to do things for him.
Nightingale had no choice but to do as she was told. She was specially trained by members of the Thieves Guild that Old Glen had found, and then did some shady things for him, such as sneaking into the homes of business rivals to steal contracts and documents, eavesdropping on meetings at the City Hall, and later, even putting poison in the water tanks or wine glasses of some potential competitors.
The business of the Glen family grew bigger and bigger, but his attitude towards Nightingale became worse and worse. Whenever he was not satisfied with something, he would beat her up. He even broke into Nightingale's room after getting drunk and took away her virginity by force, regardless of the fact that she was his brother's daughter. After that, except for doing things for himself, he locked Nightingale in the room and replaced the door with iron bars.
Occasionally, when he was in the mood, he would go in and spread Nightingale's thighs and fuck her, ejaculate and leave. Nightingale could tolerate all these, but what made her most sad and puzzled was that her brother Hyde almost never came to see her. She began to suspect that old Glen had killed her brother.
After her repeated requests, he brought her brother with disgust. However, Hyde told Nightingale with a look of disgust that he really wished that without her sister, the witch would go to hell and be with the devil.
Nightingale collapsed immediately, but the nightmare was not over yet. Old Glenn gave her the final blow - the secret of her becoming a witch was told to her by Hyde, in order to get away from the witch, the farther the better.
After sending Hyde away, Old Glenn pressed her head under his crotch, shaking his lower body, and coldly warned her that her brother would inherit his father's title when he came of age, but if Nightingale did not continue to obey his orders, he could let her brother die quietly at any time.
In this way, Nightingale, in despair and great grief, allowed the Glenn family to manipulate and play with her like a puppet. She was even sent to Old Glenn's partners as a bargaining chip to maintain relationships, and it was common for her to be gang-raped by four or five people. In the end, her brother Hyde also completed the coming-of-age ceremony on her body under the instigation of Old Glenn.
In the snowy month when she was about to become an adult, on the way back from completing the mission, she met Wendy. Or rather, it was Wendy who found her.
When she learned that there was still a witch's cooperative, and that there were many sisters like her who had suffered misfortune but did not give up resistance, Nightingale's broken heart suddenly ignited a little spark.
It didn't take her too much time to go from confusion to determination. On her coming of age day a week later, she gritted her teeth and endured the torture, and her strength changed dramatically. The fog was not only to hide her figure, she found that the iron railings could no longer stop her.
After the symptoms of the coming of age day recovered, one night, while old Glenn was lying on her and ejaculating, she used a dagger to cut his neck. Seeing the blood spurting several feet high and the other party's loud inhalation, she unexpectedly found that she was calmer than she thought.
Then Nightingale left Glenn's house. As for her brother Hyde, she didn't want to care about him anymore.
In this way, she and Wendy embarked on a journey to find the cooperative.
After Nightingale finished her story, she waited for a moment, and saw that the prince was still immersed in the past, so she couldn't help but lean over. Roland was sighing in his heart. It must be said that every witch has a long and bitter history. Those who can survive to adulthood are the best among them.
Suddenly, Nightingale's soft body pressed against Roland's chest, and a charming fragrance surrounded his nose.
Roland lowered his head and looked into Nightingale's eyes. Those eyes were tender and tender, but seemed to contain flames. The blushing cheeks told of Nightingale's shyness at this moment. Her slender hands slowly wrapped around Roland's waist, and a pair of heavy breasts pressed against Roland's chest.
From Roland's perspective, he could see that Nightingale's collar was wide open, and a deep cleavage fell into his eyes.
Moreover, judging from the touch of his chest, Nightingale's coat should be empty.
Roland moved his eyes away from Nightingale's cleavage with difficulty and turned his head away.
Nightingale's face turned pale and her hands loosened.
"I'm sorry, Your Highness. I shouldn't have overstepped my bounds. I know my body is not clean. I just want to express my feelings... I should go now."
Although Nightingale had given Roland a blowjob once before, her current mood was completely different from that time. That time was mainly to compensate for not doing what she promised Roland.
Now, Nightingale felt her heart beating in her chest. She was sincere.
However, she had told Roland about her past without reservation. She didn't want to lie to him, but her past was not good.
She was played with, gang-raped, sent to others for training, and even committed incest with her own brother. She was like a lowly prostitute, no, even worse than a prostitute! She was still longing for the prince's love. She really overestimated her own abilities.
Nightingale turned around and burst into tears.
Roland watched Nightingale turn around, her shoulders shaking and she sobbed softly. He just turned his head away because he didn't want to appear so lascivious. He didn't expect Nightingale to react so strongly.
It seemed that Nightingale was really very inferior when facing him, especially now that her past was all exposed.
Roland knew what he had to do at this time. He didn't mind Nightingale's past, because even Anna had been gang-raped. Nightingale just endured more, but was it their fault? It wasn't them who were wrong, it was this era!