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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 4:04 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 4:07 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 4:15 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 4:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 01, 2015 4:34 pm
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His ears went back on his head and he tilted it. He had never heard of these mean salt wives. Heck, being a salt wife was not even all that impressive. It meant they were not a lion's first wife. He patted her gently on the shoulder and brushed her forelock out of her eyes.
"You're better than them, Ukombozi. You're smart and proud and strong. You're thoughtful and you're amazing to me. Thank you."
Quote: She shot a glare at him. "Thank me? For what? I don't have a choice. You and Brynhildr never gave me one. I never wanted this." She spat at him, her ager turning from the lionesses to her master. She wheeled on Hroovitnir and showed him her fangs. He was in the way between her and the exit of the cave, or else she would have been long gone. She didn't know where she would go, if that was the case. She was afraid of trying to flee the pride, of what happened to Hroovitnir's grandmother and mother happening to her. She did not have any scars, and the smack from the salt wife would not likely leave any, but a reaver or a bad-tempered captain could maim or kill her for trying to leave.
Hroovitnir hung his head in shame and could not meet Ukombozi's eyes. He did not know how to answer her. Having a thrall was a big responsibility and morally taxing on him. He thought of Ukombozi as almost an equal. The only difference was that he was able to boss her around to do chores that were less appealing to him. Cleaning the den? Ukombozi's job, but she lived there, too. Whereas sometimes he brought food back for the both of them, instead of having her do it or always fend for herself. He'd even been thinking about what kind of loot to bring back for her on his next Viking, but she probably did not want anything from him now…
"I… I'm sorry, Ukombozi. I am…" He turned and left her in the den. He just hoped she would be there when he got back.
the end word count: 1020
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