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La sangre emerge a borbotones del cuello de Eduardo. Las pupilas antes magnas, comienzan a reducirse mientras sigue en sus vanos intentos de pronunciar palabra alguna. El malhechor ríe junto al puñal ensangrentado posado rígidamente en su mano. Nos mira arrodillados y maniatados con rostro pícaro. Deseoso del postre que tiene ante él. Las flamas danzan sobre el carruaje que antaño debíamos proteger... Pensándolo con detenimiento ya era impropio el cometido que se nos solicitó. ¿Porqué dejarían al gentío de bajo linaje manejar tal valiosa carga? Los bandidos poseen sublimes vestas que dejan ver las perras (guita) que gozan. Uno me incorpora de mala manera empecinándose en que al levantarme cayera de nuevo por mis atados miembros. Sueltan mis ataduras e insisten en finalizar la faena de mi ya interfecto camarada...
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Sequel to "Escape from the Witch Hunters" Jack kept walking towards her and Ami kept backing up until finally she hit the wall. "Why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" he had an arrogant smile on his face and he got closer to her. "That." she nodded towards his closing in on her. Her breathing and her heart beating picked up speed. "Is it wrong for me to want my own wife?" his own body was nearly pressed against hers and he rested his head between her head and shoulder. "It is when you, just days before, resented the very fact that I was alive." she closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing. "Maybe I've had a change of heart." he looked at her. She looked at him with her blue eyes. "I don't think so." "What if I said I loved you?" he whispered hoarsely. "I wouldn't believe you." she rested her head against the wall as her heart pounded in her ears. His eyes flashed, then he viciously grabbed her by the waist, pulled her close to him, and his lips crashed onto hers. ~~~ Andromeda Aurora Amélia the Third had dreaded the day she turned sixteen, as she would have to be married to the very snobbish boy, Prince Jacques. They had met only once before, and they had not gotten along in the slightest. She hadn't wanted to play ball with him. He got mud on her favorite dress. She was a ninny and didn't like petty lizards. He was a snob who hated anything in a dress. What happens when they're forced to marry? Will the alliance go through? Will Jack drive Ami crazy enough for her to return home? Or will they work out their differences for the sake of their two countries?

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