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"That tiara is ive it back, Doug"

"I believe I have a receipt that says it’s currently my property"

I al to stay with you because you are trying to black to unexpected e looked

He would not see me cry If it were in my power, I wouldn’t let him make me cry The last man to ever make me cry was Brock, and then my very soul had poured out into the ocean of tears I’d shed for hiain

"Fuck you, Doug You haven’t heard the last of me I’ll take it to the clan council"

"Drama queen, much?" He rolled his eyes, and I burned with so much hatred that I wanted to slap him "I’m sure the clan council will think you’re as heartless as I do for selling soave to you"

I took a threatening step toward him, and for a split second there was fear in his eyes But I couldn’t say anything and the tears were clogging and blurring everything

He’d pay I’d soon e of the enca fast and I couldn’t let anyone see the over htened at my sides I was so close to escape--

Only to slam into a solid body as I rounded the very last tent in the row I’d beenso fast that I couldn’t stop my momentum and thus landed flat on ather ht into the face of Doug’s nemesis Despite my best efforts, there were tears on my cheeks and I was sure the expression on my face screamed helplessness

For his part, he looked stunned, then bent immediately to helpup from his open tunic, which also exposed the very top of his chest There was a thin patch of dark hair over solidout forEspecially with so few clothes on Williauy, but his preparations for the fight had honed him Noas tall, dark, handso had appeared small and tired, Williaing forear out froh nore

"Mistress Kovac Pardon" He addressedour clan Yeah, it was geeky as hell, but it was also fun At least I thought so ly pissed off

I quickly ducked my head to hide rabbed his hand and let hi, but he was faster, snatching it up for me "I’ll carry this for you"

As was his custo directly at me This suited my purposes, for I had no wish for anyone to seefrom him and kept my face down "No need Thanks I’m very sorry for your defeat You didn’t deserve to lose" He handedslowly, reluctantly, and I hooked it overhand landed on the top of h the thin fabric of e to shrug him off I resolved not to be rude to hi your pardon," he said in that sa mode "But ould you say that?"

I shook e of my mood "What? Why would I say what?"