27
Jan
17

Rivalries

Clash of wills

 

The general’s rules were clear.  He allowed no fucking around.  Troopers had learned to their cost. Cross him and whiplashes criss-crossed your back. The men were in no doubt how to handle this enemy prince.

Fuck the sucker over – the general’s unspoken words.

 

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