Граф Орлов
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Ushumgallu knelt beside the woman and, far from gently, patted her cheeks.
“Get up, you weakling… What should we do with her? Should we hand her over to the protector, and let him lock her up in the dungeon?”
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza,
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers
e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers