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No, she answered crudely, voice raw with pettiness. She knew it likely that at least one of her brothers was watching her, for despite her freedom, she was still prisoner to their wills. She hated the both of them for it, despite the grotesque form of love lingering beyond the surface of her disgust. The fire woman stepped all the way over Lionel at last and turned, allowing him to rise if he chose to protect his undersides from further embarrassment.
Valmúa eyed him without reservation, keeping the distance between them thin and quite unacceptable. She wanted to tell him that she should be Queen. She wanted to tell him she should be able to take him by the nape, drag him to wherever she pleased, and do what she might with him. He was of the same breed as Njord. The same as Kigipigak. They were boys, ready to do her bidding, ready to perform whatever she asked of them. Would you like a tour of my Watch, litli prinsinn?