"The foreman colored floridly at hearing the amusement. "Elf, you shall try me. Freijor, the female," he snapped.Esfalan led his horse to the side of ...he clearing. Noting a dwarf standing nearby, he spoke gently to him. "Here is Nelaur. Her name means "beautiful runner", and, should things go ill here for me, she should bring you much gold in a human market; far more than her worth in a stewpot." Esfalan was certain the other would take it as an insult, though it was the simple truth.Freijor. Hearing that he might not return has to be devastating. I can remember when Erica and Willow were caught behind enemy lines. We knew where they were, but not when they would return. (none of us allowed the word "if" to cross our lips until after they were in our arms. It was like we all believed that if we never spoke our fears, they would come through. Since then its actually a tradition on our household. When someone leaves Trinary Island we tell them "until you return." It turns out that is. ."Not everyone ran away, as some of them didn't or wouldn't believe it could be what it seemed to be, so some of the networks continued to get live feeds. Cameramen are pretty staunch guys, standing next to a nuclear bomb requiring more than your average degree of staunchness. Most of the networks were able to 'reassure' - while actually scaring the shit out of - the people that the unconfirmed nuclear bomb was just sitting there.Despite the reassurances, it would be fair to say that it was NOT. I am concerned that maybe you are not yet ready to accept punishment. So I am offering you a way to get out of it."If you don't think you are yet ready for a discipline caning, all you need to do is to apologize for sending that second email, and I will tell Mr Bennett just to cane you lightly, as before. If you don't apologize I will instruct him to proceed with the full discipline that he has already been instructed to administer, and which you deserve."I suggest that you reply quickly.