“We’re keeping an eye on Princess Wyrd.”“Listen here, when the army commander says something you will do it! The Black Prince said I am in cha...ge of the Rear Guard. Obviously, that includes your men. Get going!” The young noble snapped. Not waiting for a reply, he spurred his horse away from our campsite, trotting towards the carriages. The regiments were already marching north, out of the meadow onto the road, following the Black Prince and the nobles riding with him on their stallions.I. "I will never come to you willingly without a fight or stop trying to get away from you." Put your claws in Kitten. We are stopping to get something to eat." He tells me softly. "A friend of mine owns this place so begging for help will only get you punished not rescued."He releases me only to pull me over to the bed where he sits down and draws me facedown over his lap. I struggle to get away but all he has to do is hold me down with one hand and I am powerless. He lifts up my skirt over my. She had been crazy to single herself out by staring him down. Where would that get her? In a collar, no doubt. She could see the edge of his great axe suddenly in the sand not ten feet from where she stood, the edge moving in a circular motion. “To the bondmaid circle!” he barked out and his strong voice boomed across the room. Quickly the maidens around her ran, weeping to the circle in the sand to kneel in a quivering mass of flesh. She could feel the shift of eyes that suddenly bored upon. "That's right Martin," she said with wide eyes. "I'm going to do yourhair up with curls and bows galore. I will get your face made up pretty.That will include false eyelashes and lipstick by the way. Then you'llbe dressed in your wedding dress and a pair of high heels. You'll bejust like one of the girl brides" HELL NO! You think I'm going to just sit here and let you dress me uplike a woman and force me to marry a man?"Martin jerked against his restraints again, throwing his head back.