Storms of War (Chapter 4) Sneak Peak

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“Where are you taking me!?” Nevara cried. 

“We are currently about ten miles from Hableton, the capital of Lethia,” Zable said nonchalantly, pulling her into his arms.

Hableton.

Lethia.

Enemy territory.

“Leave me alone!” Nevara snarled, pushing him away. She sat up by herself. “You kidnapped me!”

“That I did!” Zable sighed. “Though it would have benefitted me more to kidnap the princess. About 10,000 gold pieces more to be exact.”

“But my friends, my life, my-”

“Yes, yes, yes, I have taken you away from everything you ever knew!” Zable waved his hand. “I’ve heard it all before.”

“But why take me!” Nevara snapped. She knew the answer, but she hated the answer, and wanted to believe it wasn’t true.

“I’ve taken a shine to you,” Zable smiled, a very winning smile Nevara had to admit, and rubbed her chin between his thumb and index finger. Nevara shoved him away. “What are you going to do with me?”

“Hmm, I haven’t quite thought that through yet,” Zable murmured, looking thoughtful. “Lethia doesn’t deal in slaves, so that is out of the question. Legally at least.”

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