Blackbeak Bluff vér kalóz

she smiled, pleased with his response. "i shall run with you, captain," the countess responded. so he wished himself a wife. pity. she'd had many a fulfilling roll with rough men such as these, who lacked the pale effeminacy of so many males in the ecsed court.  and she had never suspected that he would bring her such things himself. she was more than capable of doing such herself.

moving in the direction ferhago indicated, erzsébet flared her plume once, if only to allot the self-named captain a fractured glimpse of what he had so brazenly rejected, and then she was gone across the sands.