'' The wind was blowing from the north as the lords filed from the tent. It's said he leaves a trail of butchered babes and ravished maids behind him. He chewed a bit. The price of slaves is rising.
When he woke the day was bright and windy. She has more of her uncle in her than her father. She expected him that day. Though I pray it is not bloody.
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