The Peach had been lying in the glass, almost dozing in the twilight, then suddenly it became bright again. In it's dozing state, it stretched inwardl... and thought, "Morning already!" Then, it once again felt the warmth as the hand picked it up. It did not feel pain as the blade sliced through it. It did not have the ability to feel pain. Yet, as it felt itself parted, the apprehension returned. Then without warning it's only reason for being, was plucked from it. It did not care when the metal. Though Evelyn was a very attractive woman, he had turned their sex life down to almost zero. Somewhere he had developed some strange religious idea that sex was a sin and the only reason he had for a quickie with Evelyn was that he regarded wanking to be a worse sin than a quickie.A skilled and good looking seducer like Sven, after meeting Evelyn and talking with her at the theater, had immediately gotten a strong feeling that she was a pretty prey, just waiting for him to catch her. Some. Well, he found plenty. Old Hank said that there was 11 rustlers, and they had driven the whole herd southwest, probably with the idea of sellin' our cattle to the Injun Agent on one of the Reservations. Even at half the normal goin' price for cattle, the rustlers could make a nice purse from our cattle. The agent wasn't gonna ask too many questions, since he was gonna expense the cattle at the regular price and make a passel of money, hisself.By this time, the rustlers had a five to eight day. His name was Mort Albert and he was a queen’s special magister. He was not a magister as you would consider them. He was more like a constable but he enforced the pact between the kingdom, the dark creatures and those that were magical like dryads or nymphs.The reason he was called a magister was he could judge and take the life of a creature. At eighteen I gave my oath to the queen and the magical and dark creature council. Mostly I worked at night and visited the many places the dark.