“So, Bjorg isn’t going to want to put his cock back there, but Frederik might. Duly noted. I’ve never plowed a young man’s ass before, but I w...n’t knock it until I’ve tried it. It sounds like a regular bacchanalia that you’ve planned for us, my dear, between Magda and you. I like that idea for sure. But there is the obvious question of where would we live ... here or Denmark or both ... or neither? Any thoughts on that, and also how to get Frederik and Bjorg on board with this plan?” I inquired. Petra O'Connell is in room 222, and Mrs. Gretchen O'Connell is in room 224," the nurse informed us. I instantly turned to room 224 and opened the door.Gretchen was lying there on the bed. There were two little bundles in pink blankets being held to her breasts, and they were sucking away like crazy. Gretchen looked very tired, and had a silly smile plastered on her face."I have our Daughters, Michael," she said in little more than a whisper. Clare brushed past me and moved directly to Gretchen.. With upraised staff gripped tightly in both hands, he stood facing it, feet braced wide apart as though facing physical attack.The entity slowed, uncertainly, and Eldred was sure that this was the same one he had faced earlier that morning. His staff weaved in an intricate pattern as he chanted the first spell that came to mind, and a hush fell on the land as the sky darkened. He quickened the spell's pace as another Hound of Light appeared, then another and another. The sky darkened still. ’ ———————- Sunlight lit the forest in shafts as the men pulled the horses to a stop. ‘This’ll do, I reckon,’ said the leader. Rayne was tied securely in the saddle of her own mount and the men cut the rope before simply shoving her off. She crashed into the damp, leaf covered forest floor. She lay there quietly, numbed and dead inside, her heart feeling wrenched apart in her chest, and listened to the three men digging her grave. In her head, over and over, she saw Jarren reaching out to her,.