Casual Shopper

 

The girl dropped the act as fear for her own safety took root. Good. Valkyrie had little patience for such things and might have treated her roughly out of spite for the falsehoods. "I have a family," she said, trying to dissuade Valkyrie. "Good," the marauder responded with a satisfied smile, "Then perhaps one of them will have the sense to ransom you. Pretty little thing such as yourself will draw a lot of attention on the market."

As for that Desota character, Valkyrie clicked her tongue and shook her head with faux sadness. "He already has once, my dear. Why do you think little Balsam is still in chains?"

She barked for Inga and then followed Eris as the girl backed up against the tree. Valkyrie wouldn't let the girl build anymore distance between them. "Now, my dear, this can go one of two ways," she said as Inga came running with a coil of rope looped around her torso. "You can either let us tie you, in which case you will reach my camp in one piece, or you can resist and I can make no promises besides this one: some part of you will make it to camp."