Sigrid’s back was turned as he busied himself rifling through a basket of goods. A muffled hiccup at the back of the warehouse startled me and brought me back to the present. Indian sex Lock all the captured villagers in the barracks—but in the name of Thor, please make sure it’s clear of weapons first.”
“Standard disposal orders, my Lord?” asked Sigurd. “I do not know how slaves are treated in your culture, but ours are treated relatively well and with respect and dignity. Stunned, her older sister released her grip and Svend threw her back in line. She is wounded though, and I would like Sigrid to treat her wounds. She collapsed on the ground, choking and twitched violently on the floor. Instruct Sigrid to do what she can for him; I owe Aarik’s father that much at least. Instruct Sigrid to do what she can for him; I owe Aarik’s father that much at least. “Well, what is it Torstein? All that we ask is—”
“The hell with that!” A redheaded warrioress with striking features stood in the middle of the floor.
