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17th Century Privateer Romance ExcerptTshomba hugged onto her ironwood staff as she brushed her way through the forest. Perspiration sparkled all over her deep brown skin while dew from the foliage dripped onto her multicolored gown. The tropical mixture of searing heat and steamy humidity somehow felt more oppressive here than any of the breezy Caribbean islands she had visited recently. Its potency more closely matched Tshomba's native Kongo on the Atlantic's opposite shore. That should have brought back homesick memories, and yet it was a nervous dread that iced her veins inside and made her staff wobble in her hold.17th Century Privateer Romance Excerpt by *BrandonSPilcher
Part of that she could blame on the Spaniards. They may have targeted the Englishman James Swann rather than her, but Tshomba would share his guilt so long as she gave him her magic, her body, and her heart. Only Nzambi Mpungu himself, in all his Creator's wisdom, knew what blood-drenched tortures Don Gallego had planned for his human prey. Swann may have promised her that they would escape his claws within