Sharkiee
Needs a holiday...
Astrid frowned, the woman was getting on her nerves, she understood her fear but it was yet confirmed what any of these men had planned, she was under her protection for now. As a hush fell across the crowded hall, she moved herself away from the fire, standing next to Leiknir. She was now facing the Earl, she awaited his speech, watching Leiknir from the corner of her eye, "you got yourself a slave?" she whispered pouting slightly, a tingle of jealousy flickered through her eyes as she stared at the red headed girl.
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