By Jean-Pascal Soudagne
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As the sounds of their pursuers faded, she began to struggle again, shoving against his ribs and trying to call out. "Be still, woman. You're safe enough," he said, his chest heaving. But his demoiselle in distress either didn't hear or wasn't convinced; she writhed and twisted frantically. She was a fiery one, Saxxe realized. Attacked by a horde of barbarians, she had managed a number of impressive screams and still refused to surrender. He briefly considered shaking her to bring her to her senses, but decided that it went against the noble spirit of his deed.
Then, as abruptly as they had come, the voices receded along the street as the barbarians moved off to continue their search. As the sounds of their pursuers faded, she began to struggle again, shoving against his ribs and trying to call out. "Be still, woman. You're safe enough," he said, his chest heaving. But his demoiselle in distress either didn't hear or wasn't convinced; she writhed and twisted frantically. She was a fiery one, Saxxe realized. Attacked by a horde of barbarians, she had managed a number of impressive screams and still refused to surrender.
The demoiselle we rescued last night. " Something in his chest gave a lurch, then seemed to settle into place at this visual proof that the past night's unusual encounter had not been just an ale-spawned dream. Together they watched as soldiers—black-clad soldiers in unmarked mail—struggled to subdue and bind a wriggling female form clad in a stark white gown. Saxxe's mouth quirked up at one corner as he watched his haughty demoiselle kick and claw like a cornered cat. " "Sacre Mere—she fights like the badger gone to ground," Gasquar said, giving a low whistle.