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Dec 29, 2019 20:11:23 GMT
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Post by Naevia on Aug 13, 2019 21:00:14 GMT
“So you’re my future bride? You’re not what I expected at all.”
Naevia looked the man over. It was the first time they’d been left alone and she was nervous of what he might do after all she’d heard of the Germani barbarians. She didn’t show her fears though, just as she didn’t show that she carried three separate blades for protection all cherished gifts from her lover.
“You expected what? A cowering waif of a girl ready to do your bidding? I am not that woman and never shall be. I am a warrior, that your people demanded me as your prize sickens me.”
“You should know, if you go through with this, my lover is Crixus the Undefeated Cheiftan of the Gauls and he will have your head.”
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