...A throat clear by the tall doorway, and she saw Geren there,”
he said, “Lindone, that slave is mine, and I don’t like to share.”
The warrior growled and said,“Your hall is cold of late.”
Said Geren,“There’s brothels in town where men like you can stay.”
The warrior snapped off a curse, and stormed from the kitchen,
she thought Geren...
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