He blocked two more swings, and at the third he ran his pick into the rear of the baron’s horse. Hot mom xxx The enemy commander must have either been a dimwit noble or else he had something up his sleeve. “I beg his highness’ -” Interrupted Roderick, “May I suggest -”
“No, you may not, captain. “Advance!” Roderick roared, and the Ravens, back into lines at once, marched forward after the spearmen, who were being cut down by cavalry or collected as prisoners. He Slapped her face with it. “Brick, where are your manners? Brick.” The scout rode off. “Come, sit.”
“Aye, Your highness.”
“It was quite reckless to fight the Baron like that,” He said
“But still, our force was in trouble, and something had to be done.
