“When you do torture this poor beast.”
“My Love, it is not my intention to torture you, but to bring you as many pleasures as I am able,” said Christi. “Great Huntress of the Wood,” he addressed her formally with a low bow. XXX But not wise enough to free myself.”
“There is something more,” she stated, looking directly into his eyes. I will allow you to take my life, if you will but spend a few hours with me.”
“Dragon, I do not understand,” she said, looking sideways at him. “But you will do as I desire?” he asked. She humbly shook her head no…they had not asked these questions. It will not be broken,” she said, placing the flowers within his great claw. Christi, the Huntress, said she would loose her horse, and return to follow him where he would lead.
