16
May
17

Preparations

The Greatest gift

They’d not looked back, not one of his guys.  Got the scent of food in their nostrils  ..  tempted by the offer of slave-girls in the kitchens  ..  not one had given Conan a second thought.  Pissed off.  Left him to sort his own fucking-fate out.

One good turn deserves another, Conan mused  ..  as those sorry morons would find out  …..

 

 

 

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