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"Annwyl Annwyl I do not know an Annwyl So, are you my dinner?"

"No" It took a step back "No I’ain I am Annwyl of the Dark Plains" The queen stared at it

"Annwyl of Garbhán Isle?" Still nothing It sighed

"Annwyl the Bloody"

"You are Annwyl the Bloody?"

It looked slightly defeated "Yes"

"You are awfully tiny to be Annwyl the Bloody"

"I’m taller than most men"

"That simply does not impress me"

Morfyd should have warned her She should have let her know that she would be facing a being this large and i but a queen?

She relossy white Her mane the color of fresh snow But she stood as tall and wide as Fearghus, if not a little bigger than that

"Is Fearghus here? I s the campsite, but there hadn’t been time

"Uhno, he’s not here" She cleared her throat

"That’s meyouuhsmell"

Intense blue eyes shifted and the queen leaned in closer as if to get a good look at her

"You? He’s been with you? A human? Whatever for?"

This was one of those times where Annwyl had a really crude re that would include the word "suck" But she kept her tongue in check Controlled her impulses It wasn’t easy

"He loves me"

"Does he now?" The queen sat up and for the first time Annwyl noticed she wore a collar around her throat with a chain connected to it The chain led to a stone wall, securely attached to a thick metal circle She frowned but didn’t have much time to think about it as the queen moved closer to her

"Whether he does or doesn’t, concerns ht Lorcan of Garbhán Isle in a few hours"