A/N: this chapter is dedicated to Maryline_Gisar. Thanks for the golden ticket.
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The soldiers knew if they lay their filthy hands on Harlow, their hands would really be chopped off.
"What are you talking about?" Elisa yelled at them. Are these people out to embarrass her?
"I said take her away!" She yelled again, her eyes blood shot.
How can this little boy be more powerful than her?
"You've asked us to do something impossible and we're sorry but we cannot touch our boss or his wife." The man who spoke earlier said. This woman really has no idea who Alanis Hamilton is.
No one knew, not in this life or his past. He was mysterious, always mysterious, commanding people in and out of his city. Halkhalls was his city, it belonged to him then, just as it belonged to him now.
"Alanis don't do anything stupid before you incure more wrath on us," Garth said to her son.