Raven's Watch [m] α

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regnvand was pliable in his arms. weak. there had been no difficulty to taking her, to stealing the rainwater woman from the man who had sought to claim her. and now the white-heart controlled them both, for despite this growl did the drengr do as he was told.

hunger leapt sharply in the exile. some days' worth of meat lay heaped and cooling now in front of him, fat with milk besides, but he did not move a muscle from its taut preparation. burntgleam eyes roved over the carcass and then to the warrior, who beneath the anger seemed almost stricken.

scarlet-smeared smile scorched toward the drengr. "jeg vil give et råd til en tåbelig dreng," mockery offered in a companionable tone. his arm was heavy around her neck, but loosened now, the threat lifted at present. "vis aldrig en mand, hvad du har kært," skorpa murmured, raising the crook of a muddy claw to trace the warbride's satin cheekbone. "han vil helt sikkert finde en måde at tage det fra dig på."

a deep inhale. a proud grin of his ugly bloodwet teeth. "vend dig om. gå væk. fortsæt med at gå, indtil solen er gået ned."

skorpa chuckled. "så kan du komme og finde os. tag mere kød med. hun vil være i live."

purposefully he refrained from speaking any further on her fate for the sole reason it would addle and plague the man, throw him off-guard and off-balance again.

no more words. no more bartering. skorpa only smirked his crimsonfang grin and waited.

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