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“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He dragged him up, nodded to the cheering crowd, and started walking to the main square, the people following curiously. He threw Creed into the stocks standing out in the middle and locked him in, leaving him limp and stepping back to admire.
Hours later he twitched and began to wake up, letting out a muffled scream as his neck began healing. He panted and glanced around, pulling on the stocks weakly and groaning.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He groaned again and nodded. "Perfectly." He moaned.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He grunted and glared at the ground, then up at Slasher. "It's worth it." He nodded towards Slasher's scarred hand.
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”
He sighed. "So. How long am I here?" He tugged on the stocks again. "It's boring."
“So you really are a princess.” Maverick's eyes burned both with anger and hurt. "When were you planning to tell me; before or after I got killed trying to protect you?”