Hunting season

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“Find her!”

They chased her into the woods. A dark beauty, with dark eyes and hair. Haakon and his men had plans for her, but as soon as they hit the clearing, she disappeared.

He silenced his men with a slash of his hand. She probably hid right in front of them. Haakon smiled. He could already imagine her taste, her cries, her screams for mercy. Willing or otherwise, he’d have the tiny female. Then his men would have her.

A noise behind them had the entire group turning.

Haakon relaxed the hand on his sword and chuckled. “It’s just a raven, you fools.”

“She’s a crow.”

As one, they turned at the sound of the girl’s voice. She stood before them in worn, ripped clothes and dirty hair. Brown-‐skinned, he assumed she must be from one of the raided lands. Dragged here for breeding. Still, none of that could take from her beauty. Perhaps Haakon would keep this one. Perhaps he wouldn’t share. He didn’t have to. Not with the power he now possessed.

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