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Оглавление“How are you called?” Running Wolf asked.
His voice resonated inside her, rumbling through her like the roll of thunder. She pressed her clasped hands to her chest, squeezing tight to hold on to her courage.
“Snow Raven.”
“That is not a name for a woman.” He frowned as he swept her with his gaze. “But it suits you, for you are not like any woman I have ever met. You are causing trouble, you know. No one knows what to do with you. Some say you will steal a horse and run, but then we would catch you and you would die.”
She squeezed her eyes shut at the images now assaulting her mind.
“Ah,” he said. “So you do feel fear. For a time I thought you were immune to such emotions.”
She looked at him now. “A warrior does not admit to fear.”
“But a woman does. She cries and uses her tears to gather sympathy. Yet you do not.”
“Would that work?”
“It would make you less interesting. And you are very interesting.”
“I do not want your interest.”
He laughed. “Then you should not have unseated one of my warriors.”
