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Li was sad, he was in need of company...He dreamed of the Troll's hammer...It had not been a good solution, in some relief. He saw the warrior Sao urinating in the forest and went inside. He took advantage of the occasion. He would do something to seduce him. Indeed the thief did his needs.

--Love... Love..." Li called in a fluttery voice.

A tree snapped out and the Troll Igor in front of Sao stood up. A roar the Muscovite gave.... Sao changed his hideous figure, his long hair, disheveled by the roar showed, wild eyes popped out and faster than a shooting star he ran, in the middle of the night with a wounded cry he fled.

Li the desire to be sodomized ceased, seeing the enraged Troll.

--You're not coming for good," he asked with a broken voice.

Igor this time did not show him so much compassion. He grabbed him and took his jaw in his hands and pulled it away.

He armed himself with it and left the inert body convulsing.

The thugs heard the roar. Without further ado they began to run through the dark forest. None stayed to face the Troll.

--The Troll," said the chained and gagged girl when she saw the burly man.

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Графиняненебесногоаромамата. Я пришел, чтобыспаститебя. ("Countess of divine scent, I have come to rescue you").

Непаникуйте. Давайтеработать. Но я немогуразвязатьтьтебя. "Don't be scared. We're going to run. I can't untie you yet."

Seizing the frail countess the Troll began to run, plunging into the darkness, while listening to the hysterical screams of the thieves as they escaped....

27

V

The duke looked at his son, sitting, playing with the plate of food, a service scolding him, for he would not eat.

He did not know how he could let himself be convinced. Nobody said anything. The king gave no information. Now he was even afraid of a shadow. He did not expect the best solution. At his age, like a fool, he was in such a situation, and it was his own fault. Trying to save his son, now he left him defenseless, in the hands of a poison ivy, that without feelings would use him, and at his whim would discard him... All as a consequence of a stupid mistake.

Before tasting a bite, the food was given to the dogs. Only after that, he tasted a bite. Nothing was known about the countess... Why did she let herself be convinced? The one who captains more than 400 men, is undoubtedly intelligent and to be feared.

Her son became agitated, the servant of the chair sat up. He had already eaten more than half a portion of roast turkey and chickpea frijoleada, with good escancio wine.

Blanca, ethereal, sat next to him. Baimei didn't even give her a smile.

--We had a word. In his bed he would die, the Duke would never leave this place. Why did he betray me? A faggot King has no word, no wealth either... Why didn't he talk to me? There would be a better solution to this. I do have my right word and I certainly fulfill my commitments, I sign, and it culminated, because of my word I do not dissociate myself, because I do have honor....

The Count began to feel his breathing agitated.

--The dogs? Don't worry, what food should be given to them. I have better feelings. I will not kill them. Indeed, I am not the one to kill him. I'm not the one to kill him. I don't agree to murder a duke, much less my father-in-law. Spare me, God. It's you who killed yourself. Suicide I would say. It was very easy to follow the trail of those who sent me to murder... Who said that a highway robber would know how to do something and keep his tongue so as not to say it? He was not the first born. ---

Said the countess seeing him as he stood, his hands to the neck he took, on the floor he fell, trying uselessly to breathe, while the poison to a gray color took him, and the archduke shouts gave, when the service down the hall I carry.

--Now duchess I am. Bad lands in this shire there are. Criminals of the band of mercenaries scourges, justice I have seen is not known. Arduous task that of the count will be.....

The man was trying to speak, while he was dying, seeing with exorbitant look the cause of his death, who calmly seated, took the cup and with a napkin cleaned...

--By the way, your son has given me a better word. He has not claimed me absences. He will rule with me. We will certainly have sons, beautiful and strong, the continuity of the family name we will have. Someday justice will be done to his mother," said the countess coldly, standing up from her chair, turning her back to him, she left the duke on the floor to die. When the duke examined her, she remained.

--State funerals are to be consecrated,"-- said the young woman, walking through the sad, poor and ruined palace.