Stuck between the Royal Wolves
The bald man turned to face me, his eyes moving lazily from my face to my crutch and back up before I grinned, raking a finger through my hair as he approached.
“I want you to find Bryan Banks for me. Bring him here, drag him if you have to. I have a feeling seeing her father in chains will have our lovely runaway bride sprinting back into the castle.” I hissed, watching the wheels turn in the man’s head before he nodded slowly.
“And if he resists?” Hagrid growled, quirking a bald brow at me and making me smile wide again, wildly.
“Kill him. What a maiden doesn't know can't hurt her now can it?” I chuckled, as the soldier turned to face the door, pausing at the doorway to look at me over the
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