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| 11 | 574 | Too, the View more quotes about capture">capture knots, those of a warrior, would serve to identify her as mine in the north. |
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| 11 | 571 | She was then a beautiful, little exquisite brute at my feet, a slave animal. |
| 11 | 572 | I took a length of binding fiber and knotted it, with capture knots, about her throat. |
| 11 | 573 | It was her collar. |
| 11 | 574 | Too, the capture knots, those of a warrior, would serve to identify her as mine in the north. |
| 11 | 575 | She looked up at me, frightened, a slave. |
| 11 | 576 | "Kiss my feet," I told her. |
| 11 | 577 | She bent her head to my feet and, through the fur of my boots, I felt her lips press against them. |