Say me aye," he whispered against her mouth. "Say me aye." How could she say anything else?
Lynn KurlandShut up," Morgan said, whirling on the woman and pointing the sword at her. "Shut up, you shrill harpy, before I aid you in doing so by means of a dozen ways you won't care for in the least." Adhรฉmar's fiancรฉe fell, blessedly, silent.
Lynn KurlandHe can occasionally see to an enemy," she conceded. "If he manages to get his sword pointed in the right direction and the enemy does him the favor of falling upon it in precisely the right way.
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