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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 3:57 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 4:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 4:56 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 5:11 pm
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Anja couldn't believe what she was hearing. She was so dumbfounded she almost couldn't say anything, "Respect and payment? I think your soldiers get paid alright. Not willingly. Tell me something, should a soldier get respect by barging into a home, eating what little food they have, raping the mother and daughter if she were old enough? Then burning the house down for sport to blow off steam? And if anyone spoke out against this, they were killed."
Her eyes glowed with knowledge. She had seen it be done before, many times. And the King did nothing to stop it, "Before you call me a lair, you should talk to some of your men. They may say what you want, but read their body language."
"Raiding huh? I don't see it that way. I see it as being able to feed orphans from the war and survivors of the home burnings and raids by your men. neither you or the King cares about anyone but themselves." Anja was getting all worked up now. She held herself and glared at him, trying to hold back angry tears, "Just leave me alone! Don't talk to me! Don't presume to know me or my actions, cause you don't!" She turned away from him and tightened her grip around herself.
Anja had said way too much. What was the point in saying all that? It would go in one ear and out the other. She sunk down and put her head on her knees. After several minutes she took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself down.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 5:30 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 5:52 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 6:26 pm
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2017 7:02 pm
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