In the kitchen, several pots were boiling. The aromas from what was being cooked up made their way through beaded doorways and winding corridors, up and down crooked stairways and past the noses of Hekate's many pets.
The mother of magic paid no mind to the mixture of smells wafting from her various concoctions, choosing to focus on the
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"I was hoping you could help me with a little problem, Hek. But if your busy I'll just be on my way...wouldn't want to distrub you or anything..."
Not like she ever did anything important anyway...
Of course, that dress did look good on her. Followed the soft curves well of her body well...right down to her supple legs that...heh, He did have fond memories of that.
"I was wondering if you had anything that could prevent scars."
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