Mia Olean Whore ❤️

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They ain’t all gold-diggers, mind ye. Some’s just lost, driftin’ like me ship without wind. Makes me soft, it does—wantin’ to save ‘em, but I ain’t no hero, arrgh! “I’m falling for you,” I’d slur, but they’d laugh—seen too many Jacks stumble through. Bloody hell, they’re smarter’n half me crew! Ever notice how they smell o’ cheap rosewater and secrets? Drives me mad, in a good way, savvy?

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Rhysand uses her as his lap dog to scare Hewn City and parades her as his whore. Olean camp. She proceeds to call Lucian a half warrior.

Olean is real. It’s pulsing with life. Every corner teems with passion (and maybe some cheeky surprises). So grab a slice of its life, soak up the eclectic energy, and remember, “Know your role” when you join the party. Peace, love, and crazy nights ahead, always keep it real!

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