If not to battle

Tumi was a little drunker than usual for this sort of festivity but that didn't stop him from pursuing another type of conquest. He stammered across the room and fell at Nikita's feet. "Oh, sweet Kiki... allow me to be your humble servant and wash the stink of this day from you. Allow me to me the man who would forsake Valhalla itself for one kiss from your lips."

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Elizabeth hadn't gone far, hearing there were mercenaries in the castle. She stayed hidden to watch the interplay. Nothing she saw impressed her outright but looks could always be deceiving. She was curious how loyal this man might be. If she looted the treasury and paid him with it, would she ferry her safely far away?

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