Book: The daughter of a Warrior, or the Cadets do not give up

- The name of the wife - woman! passing said warrior.
- The name of the stupid schmuck! - I retorted.

- What people are waiting for? in a whisper I asked.
- Your greeting - just a whisper replied Ar.
- Then what?
- Then you have to go to Nago.
- And-and-and...
And I smiled all the wider, a flash of teeth, then raised his hand and gracefully waved in greeting.
- Not, ' hissed the brother.
- Hmm.
Raised both hands over his head, clasped to the castle, and shocked them, as did some of our riders, waving to the crowd.
- Not so, - Ar groaned, slipping into the banal hysteria, that is almost whatevas.
After some thought, put his right hand forward, palm down, imitating a military salute of some belligerent States. Such a silence has come!
- In short all drasti! resolutely, I said, and stomped to Drogo.

- The language of female submission.
- A bust of pandr - not restrained me. - Language is a language, and obedience - this is from the psychological deviations!

- Well, he said I'm not happy, dimly sensing the coming trouble, you found me, I found you, now let's get lost, for a while already.

Is impermissible for a woman to ask questions...
- In short, "shut up, woman, you are too smart for me"...

- And... pulled forward a Dark horse! - proclaimed witness to the elevation of Mika. And Kieran wipes away tears of delight and his Jolly mouth-watering...
Will kill you, tenderly I said.
Okay, and drags its gross.
- Hang...
And with this girl I was sharing a bed!
- Living space!
- By the way, I gave you the best years!
- Yes? I thought you gave the best diapers.