Otherwise, you will die painfully."Now, what is your name and where did you come from?"His voice was agonized but he answered, "I was born Charty. My ...mother was a Landgon. She had been taken from them and used. She escaped and returned to her people and I was born eight months later. Our life was difficult. The Landgon's are not kind to children that are not Landgon or acceptably related. When I was about three or four years, I discovered that I could make people like me if I stared into their. And then the move she'd been both waiting for and dreading came. He turned, moving his hands around her narrow waist and drawing her close. Linda didn't have to say anything. She knew what was on her mind, knew what was on his. She swallowed down a lump of fear, parting her lips and letting out a long, hissing breath -- it was finally happening! After all these years it was finally happening. Would she have the courage to see it through? Would she back out at the last minute just as she'd done. Then, out of the blue, she changed the subject and asked me to get her a Coke from their fridge. I went to their kitchen, all the while thinking about our talk. I brought a Coke back to her. As I lay there, she took the Coke and shook it up. I guess I still had a dumb question mark over my head when she suddenly popped the tab just as she directed it toward me! “And here’s your payback!” As she laughed and laughed, Coke sprayed all over my face and hair.I scrambled off the bed and headed to her. Raven had cut through the man’s pants and pulled them down, looking for anything of value or useful information. “Looks like the big sword was compensating for his tiny dick,” she said, laughed, and then stood back up. The rain was beginning to taper off and the wind – though still strong – had lessened as well. The strip of blue on the horizon grew larger by the minute. Raven gave the still form of the man on the ground a kick. “Not that far from Foxwood. I say we wait this out, then hit the.