Chp 16

Igor was the name of the troll.To the Mongol by the countess asked.

The Mongol informed him. The son of the Moscow River declared that he wanted to eat that blossoming princess, who with the scent of roses intoxicated him. Lock would not stop him and by God, that naked in the middle of the night he would enter her room.

The Mongol laughed out loud. He was not the only one with such intentions. The list was long. Even he put himself on the list. Rivals. All of them. No preference.

Igor's eyebrows narrowed. Would the countess be in love?

To conquer her a beautiful stained glass window with that saintly face would do. But in hours his animal instincts changed, when he saw arriving a brunette in silk dresses and with covered face arrived.

Asylum to the countess requested, with graceful walk, the looks of all prisoners in those hips were left. From the villages of the Amur river, sensual and beautiful. She made the sun fall in love. By her walk and tone of voice, man had known, that more female hunger created. A body that fragors of love knew, that will unleash great passion. Relieved the countess breathed. It was not rival. He facilitated her choice....

Chapter IV

That same night, at dinner in honor of the beautiful visitor, a minstrel sang a poem inspired by another adventure lived by Baimei on her return from the visit to; and it is that all the things that the girl lived turned it into epic song .....

On her return near Seoul, she passed through some land. It was a lush forest with a wide breeze. Under the assault of the gang of the Suns, an attempted robbery and robbery suffered. were realengos robbers, the most famous killers to her and her people ambushed.

It was at the time that the Troll had gone down the ravine to some need perform. No doubt the 60 kilos of pig defecate.

The brigandsRodged their frightened squire, disarmed their soldier and with greedy eyes eyed the countess. Her intentions undoubtedly preceded her fame. Tender and young wench. She was a delicious temptation.

She was being rifled for coins when one of them crashed through the air at 15 meters. It is that furious the troll had risen and a brutal punch to another in the chest gave, throwing him against a horse knocking him down to both. Another idiot was knocked on his ass with an immense kick of his foot of a meter that he used with force. One more in an oversight a dagger stuck in the back of the Troll, to contemplate with horror that the long knife broke in two.

Ta the lesser bandit, when he saw the Troll a shudder received and giving a hysterical cry on his horse mounted. But he did not go many meters, because he collapsed from the horse. The reality is that when he saw the troll, he and his brother Rykou were very excited when they saw the troll.

The troll pleased them. With the flat part of the hammer, he hit both of them with his hammer. Days later, sore and happy, they came running to the bandits' cave without explanation. They all accused each other like the fools they were, for who would think of robbing a troll?

I

The young woman, tired and frightened by the attack of the thieves, examined the ruined castle and asked for help as she could, for many a journey to her lands of exhausting and tiring journey was still to suffer, still under rain and mud, bad roads and thieves everywhere, only under the protection of the troll she was left.

The Lord of the hollow of the bluff, a ruined Lord, his shame showed, he had no guards to pay, only his pride and a ruined castle was the only wealth he carried. He was a poor lord. The old lord, upon seeing the young countess arrive, understood that death was coming to him.

The countess, in spite of her broken bones, looked at and analyzed everything sharply. She went through the same circumstances. She invented herself a supposed servitude of her county with the duchy, and the abundant servitude paid. That was the reason for her view, so she reported it herself.

The archduke tried to hide his son but did not succeed. He was a young boy of poor condition. He did not know how to speak, with a fried brain he was born.... He could only hit his hands and did not know where God was.

Unexpectedly in the middle of the tasty and peasant soup the young woman announced.

--If your excellency allows it, your son is unmarried, I want to marry him.

--!Daughter of my soul!, what is wrong with your heart? My son is a fool. He has not the slightest reason.

--I insist and his answer must be given--.

Said with absolute seriousness the countess.

--I ask for a month to think about it. Hopefully in that time you will change your mind.

Two days later the countess left. Again lodging and servitude to the ruined payment. She was sure that the old man after eating well for the first time would give his approval.

The people applauded and waited for the other part of the song...the countess would surely please them...surely another time....