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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Scotley" data-source="post: 6069049" data-attributes="member: 11520">"She had a black sense of humor did that one. Chilled me right to the bone." Something about the off hand way she responds doesn't ring true. "Oleg love, My Lord Liam's cup has run dry. Fetch another bottle, I think there is one more at the back of the storeroom." Once he is out of earshot she leans in conspiratorially and continues. "The woman who carried two small hatchets did the majority of the talking on that first time, and her black sense of humor and the way she smiled when she spoke of what fate would await me if we didn’t comply frightened me so. With her men you see." She blushes and looks down, both fearful and embarrassed. "That woman also seemed to be particularly sharp and observant, whereas the man seemed to be a bit more crude and foolish. That the woman quite nearly lopped off Oleg’s right hand with one of her hatchets in a cruel bit of mockery, convinced the two of us that she was the most dangerous of the bandits. As it was, the woman took my wedding ring right off my hand and tossed it to one of her men as payment for 'not shortening Oleg’s reach.'" Her eyes water at this point and she wipes them with the back of her hand, "Poor Oleg, he would have taken up a weapon and died valiantly that first day if not for me. He loves me as I love him and fear of what would happen to me if he acted stays his hand. Oh but it pains him so. Do protect him, I fear he will hurl himself at them with you all here." She takes Prince Liam's hand in hers and looks him in the eye, tears on her cheeks. "Please my lord do not let them hurt him. If you fail tomorrow I will take my own life rather than let them have me. I care not, but Oleg is a good man he deserves better. All we wanted was a little place to call our own."</blockquote>

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