Ankyra Sound i aim to die

Blixen's revelation made it all so clear to Tux, who just moments before did not understand. All of a sudden he is revolted — not with Blixen, but with himself. Pretty boys from drageda, the harlot lies, while the wretch goads, Will your powerful warriors march down from on high, to stop three women from hosting a nice lunch? The underlying tones which had been hidden from him broke through like sunlight on an overcast day, and his face twists uncomfortably.  

Is it de presence of a cock, den, dat makes dese ones so overblown? It's cause the blood all goes down there - and not enough goes to the brain.  All of a sudden Blixen is at his side, nudging his shoulder, but his stomach is sour.  They weren't making fun of him because he was Drageda, they were making fun of him because he was a boy.  He swallows thickly, shutting out thoughts of the golden woman's inviting gaze and her turned hip.  It all makes sense now.  He wished it didn't.

Let's go.