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"I don’t know"

She was trying her best not to cry "I try so hard My s, an uncle and three of his children and two cousins I’m all that stands between them and death" She shuddered "And I’m still more fortunate than most, all those poor dead souls But sometimes I just don’t kno I can stand another day of it" She sucked in air, coughed at the stench, and rose, squaring her shoulders "I just have to I just have to"

As she turned to go back into the tent, she rested a co hand on Hanna’s arm "At least I’m out of Bulkezu’s tent It’s not that he hits you, but there’s just soly"

"Ugly?" Hanna alhed, but did not

"With those slanty eyes and that coold is like the sun beside a nasty goblin, for that’s all the beast is"

Since Hanna thought Lord Manegold even more vapid than the infamous Baldwin, and not nearly as pretty, she didn’t reply

"At least it’s not so bad for me now as it has been for you all this tie away from the other woman How had she suffered, co as the Quman cut them down?

"He watches you all the tier than any other wonified You’re so strong! I guess that’s why you don’t think of yourself as his whore"

Maybe sometimes people could not hear the truth, and it was useless to explain

"You’re not even pretty, but I know he only rapes you because you’re the King’s Eagle It’s like raping the king that way, isn’t it? I know he’s trying to hu him dishonor you"

Or rasp the truth when the truth stood outside everything they knew

Light shone as a lamp bobbed around back, away frouards But he was only looking for her She had been gone for too long

"I thank you," she said to Agnetha "I had forgotten the words to that song"