Chp 18

A banquet was prepared and the old man tasted, only after his soldier tasted it. He did it without any courtesy in front of Baimei.

Cautious the girl was, tried to conquer his heart with coin and flattery, rich clothes to his son dressed.The old count Saw the woman from the cold desert.How was that. Both black-haired, movements almost alike. One undoubtedly a woman fond of strong men. Baimei not knowing of such matters, but skilled with the game of life was. The race of the cold desert in both detailed.

Somber prepared to leave, bathed and cleaned the young archduke, so that he did not cry and protest, sweets and treats in quantity ate.

Sorrow had the archduke, his old and starving horses would not arrive. With music and flowers they started their way, with extreme caution, because the thieves and robbers were still present on the roads, to seize, steal and deceive them; but when they saw the Troll standing out among the trees, the race was on, and none of them wanted his soul to go out through his anus, to go down to where their ancestors were waiting for them in the fifth paila of hell to punish them for their bad behavior and disloyal actions...

V

The king was astonished. The groom, archduke was undoubtedly, but he was also a stray and an asshole. The sweet loving bride showed herself, in her mouth she gave him food. To complete the procession, an agonizing old father archduke did not show for the wedding any emotion.

A rude and strong monster without any education, ate 18 turkeys in a jiffy and the skirts to the girls of the court went up, and with his immense hands touched what without permission nobody offered.

A daughter of the cold desert looking almost naked showed herself. Something told him that she was a woman of noble birth, but passion betrayed her. She did not hide the fact that she was a lover with lust, for that immense monster who spoke like a beast and looked with cold blue eyes, with rude condition .....

PART III

The countess received lessons of how things were with men, terrible news and frightened she listened. It was sin this or that, it was the thing with men. This and that. Until the princess of the cold desert told her how things really were. What she was doing with Igor, with her mouth, hands, front and back....

While that was going on, the court was in an uproar. Such a hasty wedding indicated only one thing. The bride Baimen was undoubtedly already pregnant. With that jinxed face, the archduke ate the fruits before hunting...

Shortly after seeing him well a cruel reality in the mind of all dared to cross. It was someone else who had kissed those legs, who had eaten those small breasts, delighting in the soft and tender fruit that would bear fruit, that's why the marriage... There was no need to think about it anymore!

I

The king to the old Duke claimed . So it was not the thought. Things were going wrong. He reproached him for having accepted such an unequal union and told him that as soon as they were married, the young countess would have him killed. Her son would have the same fate. A fearsome rival was on the horizon....

Why didn't you poison her,?" --asked the king

-- I don't know...

-- Why didn't you kill her on the roads?....

--Because she was in charge of clearing the band of the sons of dogs that plagued the region of thieves and criminals....

--I will have to solve it. The sons of the cold desert are coming. They are not going to pitch tents, they are coming to raze everything. Even the kings of Angkor, Thai and Pusan are frightened.

--What are you going to do?," said the Duke.

--I will seek to return your son to you... perhaps even a county to your lands you will win.....

The Duke said nothing. Sixty-five years. Very bad years. Arrangements and betrayals... What for? If in any case he would soon see God. He didn't want another account to add.

He arrived at his fourth room. In his room the young woman was waiting. Calm in her demeanor. Two glasses of wine she had. From both she drank and offered to the duke. He sat beside her in silence, in fear he saw her... In bad hour... But, what bad hour to his house she arrived. It was a day to listen to offers. The one who had the hard frying pan by the handle was sure to speak and so she showed it.

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