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"Yes?"

"What is your narin so pleased and handsoht "You can call e Stil," Ge esture with a deep bow "It has been my pleasure"

Gemma could only nod and self-consciously fix her hair band

Stil left, and Geold flax fibers in the sleeve of her dress before the door clanked open

King Torgen brutishly pushed his way in, aluards to do so He claiold thread and held it above his head so it glowed in the ht

"Ge at it "You are a treasure"

Although the words sounded nice, the look on the king’s face er lit by reed, but by a ravenous appetite His smile was more of a snarl He looked as if he wanted to eat Gemma--or at least roast her alive

"Take her back to her cell!" King Torgen snapped at the guards before he returned his attention to the gold thread

"Co her by the wrist and pulling her out of the room as quickly as possible She barely had ti up his heels in the hallway, before her guards hurried her away at a trot They slowed only when they reached the stairs

"What was that for?" Ge when he is in such a lanced at her escort "What rieons Ge further to say, so she was surprised when the guards stopped some feet away from her cell