Book 9. (7 results) Marauders of Gor (Context Quote)
| Chapter # | Sentence # | Quote |
|---|---|---|
| 9 | 277 | I again bent to kiss the lips of Thyri. |
| 9 | 278 | Late and fully were we feasting when the thrall-boy, tugging on the sleeve of Ivar Forkbeard, said to him, "My Jarl, the wench in the ice shed begs to be freed". |
| 9 | 279 | "How long has she begged?" asked the Forkbeard. |
| 9 | 280 | "For more than two ahn," said the boy, grinning. |
| 9 | 281 | He was male. |
| 9 | 282 | "Good boy," said the Forkbeard, and tore him a piece of meat. |
| 9 | 283 | "Thank you, my Jarl," said the boy. |
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I again bent to kiss the lips of Thyri.
Late and fully were we feasting when the thrall-boy, tugging on the sleeve of Ivar Forkbeard, said to him, "My Jarl, the wench in the ice shed begs to be freed".
"How long has she begged?" asked the Forkbeard.
"For more than two ahn," said the boy, grinning.
He was male.
"Good boy," said the Forkbeard, and tore him a piece of meat.
"Thank you, my Jarl," said the boy.
- (Marauders of Gor, Chapter )