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Date Posted: 19:41:12 09/28/07 Fri
Rosethorn grunted, holding tightly to the rope that was attached to the large sandstone block. She trudged on. A score of slaves were lugging it towards the unfinished tower. Suddenly, there was a shuddering gasp of exaustion nearby. The old shrew next to her had slumped over. The slave driver, Blackfang, stood on top of the sandstone block. He lashed his whip out. “C’mon, boatmouse! Put your back into it!” The shrew numbly flinched as the whip hit his back. Rosethorn felt the same bubbling anger in her stomach as the time she had first seen Serano. Blackfang drew the whip back, but when he struck out again at the old shrew, without thinking, she reach up and grabbed it, then realized that someone else had had the same idea. Rosethorn looked over the old shrew, into the startlingly green eyes of a squirrelmaid. The squirrelmaid smiled determinedly. “Together, friend?” She asked. Rosethorn nodded. “One, two, three!” They yanked the whip together, pulling Blackfang off the block of stone. He fell, landing heavily on his side. Rosethorn looked at the squirrel. “May I?” she asked. The squirrel grinned. “Be my guest.” Rosethorn lashed the whip out, growling at Blackfang, “Want a taste of your own medicine, vermin?”
“Stop! What is going on here?” The cold, commanding voice was loud. Serano swept up, surrounded by guards. He looked around, his lip curling as he took in the fallen Blackfang, Rosethorn, and the squirrelmaid. He scoffed. “Take them.” Four guards came forward and split, two of them grabbing Rosethorn, two to the squirrel. Serano looked at the two of them. “Tsk, tsk, Ariann, when are you going to learn to stay out of trouble?” He sneeringly chided the squirrel. Then the wildcat turned to Rosethorn. “And who are you?”
“My name is Rosethorn.” She gritted out between clenched teeth.
“Ah. Rosethorn.” Serano faced his guards. “Stake them out. We’ll let the weather have them.”
The last thing Rosethorn heard before the knife hilt hit her head was the squirrelmaid, --Ariann is her name, Rosethorn thought— telling Serano, “You’re even stupider than I thought.”
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