"Finally, almost there." It was my voice, the sound of somebody who had been unjustly imprisoned for a crime he did not commit, the sound of somebody ...who was about to commit a real crime, and this time he would make sure no one found out. The voice was mine, and it was the sound of a predator stalking his prey, the sound of a rapist. "Did you have another bad dream?" asked Marilyn Mason. "Honey, what's wrong? Are you scared that your father and I aren't going to be here?" Alice nodded her. . I hate hobbits.” “Tell me about it. Fuckers are always dancing on tables for no good reason. Their legs are unnecessarily hairy too.” “Anyway, what’s your beef with Merlin?” I had a list longer than a fat man’s shopping receipt. “Apart from being a sexpest and an alcoholic, he’s useless. Plus, I’m certain he has something to do with why Guin is... upset” “How so?” “I don’t know exactly, but I‘ll get to bottom of it.” “Poor pun that, Lance.” I hung my head. “Sorry.” “Even if I was to. I was one of the first to charge in. There were a few soldiers here and there trying to defend the city. Pitiful. I dispatched them to purgatory with a quick wave of my blade. I am Sir William Ross of Manchester. My father, the honourable Lord Edgar Ross, first Duke of Manchester would be so proud if he could see me right now. Since I was just a boy, I had been fascinated by sword-fighting. Luckily, I was heir to the wealthiest duchy in the empire and I had the best instructors to guide me.. Although still young they shared a beer as their mother and I drank. Late at night she fell asleep and they helped her into bed and came back down for me.I had dozed off lying on the settee and woke up to catch them in the nude and playing with themselves watching a late night porn movie on canal.I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep, 'She's fucking pissed' the older one said, 'Yeah', said the younger one, 'Lets fuck her, she's probably gagging for cock' and at that they laughed and the older.