Barak’s Bargain

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“I say we just get medieval on their asses and have done with it. My daddy still has all those swords. And there’s a right beautiful axe that would cleave one in two.” Lady Pam Beaumont whispered with a decidedly bloodthirsty tone to her voice.

Her brown eyes were dark with anger, and a shadow of fear. Her café aulait complexion was flushed with anger though, and the narrowed intent of her gaze could cause nervousness in the strongest man.

Mary knew it could, she had seen it happen.

“I say we just wait them out. Who the bloody hell do they think they are, ordering us in this manner?

Perhapsits no more than a bluff.” Lady Lisa Kensington hissed furiously.

Her deep blue eyes sparkled with her own fury as she flipped back a thick strand of dark brown hair over her shoulder. She was pale though, an indication that she was more worried than she wanted to admit to.

Lady Mary Rhodes watched her dear dearest friends silently as they argued the matter out between them. At this point, she feared they really didn’t have a choice in the situation facing them.

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