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I force ? I’round Duncan’s on his knees taking swill frohs liquor as I pull at him and he puts his hands on , so I must have said it Colors and hair and tassels flicker past Airl, is it Freckles? She stares at the ground as her husband twirls her and laughs

Duncan’s hot against me I feel his rank breath on rinds against h “It ain’t that big a wedding,” I say

“What you mean?” he asks “My darlin’ disappointed?”

“I thought the Red Hand was an army”

“It is an arions deep We’re all over Cimmeria, doncha know? No war talk for my wife’s lips Dance with e of voainst him as the music slows

“It’s not an arle”

“A gaggle!” he crows “We’s been hard hit, sure, but there’s more brothers deep here and two more mines”

“Doing what? Drinking?”

“Naw, so the prisoners You know the Gold hiding in your village?”

“I thought there was an Obsidian too”

“Huge one! Wouldn’t believe your eyes Big as the Reaper himself” She’s not “Got her with the others” I prod hiht some coldies in the plains Har pitvipers and hauling ore”

“Tamed Obsidians I heard it all now I don’t believe you”

“It’s true”

“Prove it then” He’s drunk enough to consider it I grindelse if you show me the coldies Never seen one before” I play with the whiskers of his beard “I thought you’d show me a whole new life…”

That does it