She survived because fate or destiny or a god had bigger plans for her. The same is true with you. Morane, Joseph is the king of Azkoval but you are i...s conscience. You are its spirit. In many ways, you are the embodiment of this country. You have seen the worst of men and yet you manage to somehow find the best in everyone. I am happy that you survived. I am proud to call you a friend and a companion.”“Your words do me honor,” Morane answered.“I speak only the truth,” Liala said. “I will not. They knew their way around a body and even lingered on the crease where God split me, traveled up there to cup my balls. I couldn’t keep my soldier from standing at attention through that. Hell, they were fine rubbing their own creases in public, what was a hard-on between friends?I opened my mouth to say something when I noticed that these women weren’t quite what they appeared to be. I mean, older, yes, and younger, a little overweight and thin, but they were practiced. Strong. They moved. ’ Mary sighed. ‘I can not say anything about it yet.’ ‘I understand.’ Just then a few villagers passed by the two women. One threw a stone at Miriam and called her a bad name. Miriam’s face turned red with anger. ‘I better go. I am not well received and you will not be either if you talk to me.’ Mary shrugged. ‘That is fine. You are a nice person and that is what should count.’ Miriam looked at ease. ‘I am going to make a tea, would you want to visit me for a while?’ Mary knew she had nowhere. Though we scarcely expected it, our secret remained in our own keeping alone. I was taken to Versailles; for three months I struggled with death; at last, as I seemed to cling to life, I was ordered to the South. Four men carried me from Paris to Chalons, walking six leagues a day; Madame de Villefort followed the litter in her carriage. At Chalons I was put upon the Saone, thence I passed on to the Rhone, whence I descended, merely with the current, to Arles; at Arles I was again placed on my.