You can't make me!

“I see.” He said, his eyes closing momentarily. He had thought the worst of Hannibal and his freak of a mate but abandoning their child in the hopes that she would be exposed was beyond anything he had anticipated for them. He rose silently his golden eyes serious as he looked over the happily munching pup. Better to get it over with quickly.

“These lands don’t belong to me anymore, they won’t belong to anyone for some time I imagine.” He explained. “Your only hope for survival will be to come with me and be raised alongside my children.” He waited patiently for the girl’s response anticipating a refusal or a stubborn assurance that her parents would return for her.

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