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Deber y deseo: Trilogía Fitzwilliam Darcy, un caballero II

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 18, 2014


    Awsome! Read another of my stories at morning reses!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 18, 2014

    Author of The Tiger Within

    I love this story. 6.5 stars for you! Read my book at wild hunt results 1-3. (In that order.)

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 18, 2014

    Castle's Girl~ Chapter 1

    "How much are those?"<p>
    The customer, a squat little housewife with curly hair and a straw sunbonnet, was pointing at some tin measuring spoons. Her husband, a gaunt, thin man who looked like a retired soldier, was looking at my father's weaponry section.<p>
    "Those?" I smiled sweetly, tucking a curl of black hair behind one ear. Customers usually buy if you are nice to them. It's a fact. I took down the spoons. "Fifteen gold pieces."<br>
    The little housewife puffed up with indignation. "I'm taking those for no more than ten," she sniffed.<br>
    "Thirteen, then."<br>
    I sighed. These people were the worse, the unflexible ones.<br>
    "Ten, then. Here you go." I cleaned the spoons with a rag and handed them to the lady, who in turn triumphantly poured ten gold pieces into my palm. The housewife's husband had purchased a fine steel knife, costing fifty gold.<p>
    My father put a hand on my shoulder. "Good girl, Myruna. Two hundred gold today." He smiled, his brown eyes twinkling. I noticed that the thatch of brown hair that covered his forehead had a streak of gray. "Now let's close up."<br>
    I helped Father clean and neatly put away all of the items for sale before dark. Then l grabbed my bow and my quiver of arrows and ran into the woods that bordered the Great Road.<p>
    My experienced feet, bare in the forest, made no noise as l crept silently across the ground. The early moonlight filtered over the leaves. After a day sweet-talking people at my father's peddling cart, the woods felt clean and inviting. I had hunted in many different forests before, because my father and l would pack up our cart and travel further up the Great Road that lay in a figure-eight around the Northern and Southern kingdoms every day or two. Right now we were in the northeast area of the Great Road, near the towns of Frarien, Deindor, and Appelen. We would buy all the wares unique to a town: for instance, l knew Deindor was known for its beautiful pottery, so we would buy the best pieces of it and then sell it in Gyuni, in the steamy south. Gyuni residents would pay a lot for Deindor pottery, generating a lot of gold for my father. Today we were selling Sensdi weaponry and Mortuth cookware. Some Watrio paintings, left over from a week ago, were also being sold. Strangely, my father never brought the peddling cart to Tredalny, the capital of the Northern and Southern kingdoms. I reminded my father how much money we would make at the capital city, the crown jewel of the two kingdoms, but he would not allow us to go. I wondered why.<p>
    Creeping through the underbrush, l spotted a male deer, a stag, bigger than most. His proud horns caught the starlight, his form sleek. I notched an arrow to my bow and pulled the string taut.<br>
    The arrow flew through the air and stuck deep, right in the heart. The stag kicked and struggled, letting out screams of pain, but the life slowly drained from him.<p>
    Some girls might squeal or faint, or vomit from the gruesome sight. Not l. I had seen most horrors along the Great Road: drunk brawls, childbirth, murder, insanity, duels, and many other catastrophies. Besides, l was a huntress. The endless circle of life and death must continue.<p>
    The stag lay dead on the forest floor. With my bow, arrows, and carcass, l staggered to the cart, where my father waited. His face and eyes were grave. "Myruna, l need to talk to you."<br>
    That's when l saw the opened letter with the fancy wax seal in his hands.

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