“a gruff voice demanded. She looked at the man who had spoken and his two companions.They were roughly dressed and holding knives. Not military knives. The knives of thugs who took their chances out in the badlands. Great Mother, she was trapped by men who had no rules and no code of honor. And they could do anything with her that they wanted. Her eyes flicked to the city wall; it might as well be a millionmiles away. The soldiers up there could see her, but why should they risk themselves to he...lp her? One of the thugs was barrel-chested, with a greasy blond hair. The other two were shorter, but with well-muscled bodies.One wore a cap. The other had dark hair. “Who are you?” the blond demanded. She considered her answer, trying to determine the safest course. Raising her chin, she said, “I am on an important mission for Griffin—one of the chief council members of the city. If you hurt me, you will answer to him.” Both of them stared at her with narrowed eyes. “Prove it,” the speaker said.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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