Glancing behind him, he saw that Daxas had retreated to the middle of the larger room. Even there she looked like she was about to retch. The wolf gir... waved emphatically for him to get on with it.Kal picked up the small satchel of dust from the ground and stepped over the sleeping man to the door at the back of the room. He carefully pushed the handle down and cracked the door open enough to peek out into the kennels.Only to see a bleary-eyed Sylus standing in the middle of the room, staring. " Again, I instantly feel another rush of wetness between my legs, but this time it's starting to move slowly down my inner thigh. I get ready to walk away from you when I hear you as "where you going?" I responded to lay down. About 5 minutes later you come a lay beside me on the bed and you ask if I'm alright and I respond "no!" Still panty-less and just a t-shirt on, I climb on top of you and whisper in your ear that I want more, as I sit on top of you. You quickly flip me over and you. I want you to feel sheer terror. I want you to experience pain. I want you to know you're going to die. I'll take my time. I need more than faith to come to terms with what happened to that child Creepy, and my own faith runs short. I ask myself why, and I don't get a single answer, other than you committed a senseless act, and the understanding of the absolute necessity that you, a sadistic killer, be made to pay. I'm usually against it, the killing of killers Creepy, but my emotions have. “Congratulations on the appointment, my lord. It’s fitting, since the Iron Islands are to become independent upon victory. So, Your Grace, shall we dine while our servants handle the petty matters? I doubt that they will need constant supervision for that, of course. Lord Haerd, care to join us?” Lord Wyman turned to his castellan, steward, and maester as they rode to his keep.“So, this is the famous Merman’s Court of the New Castle of White Harbor,” Yara noticed the kraken, a very familiar.