Firefly Glen Lard he comin'!

a prisoner! chickadee's eyes widened, for she had not considered such a thing was possible. and these possibilities of history were things against which she had always been safe-guarded by the protective counsel of mother and father.
"what did you find first when you came here, aiolos?" chickadee asked, head tilted to one side as she appraised the man who had been father to her husband.
a prize of war! and war at all? foreign to her.