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Liandra didn't feel like confronting these men now, but they would be very disappointed if they thought she would just let them plot their own little way.

Liandra walked past a guard, and was surprised to hear the light snore. She turned with a smirk on her lips. He appeared to be tall and broad chested, he was wearing armor, of course, and only stood because he leaned on his spear. That actually impressed her, she couldn't image sleeping while standing up!

She cleared her throat, and the guard snapped awake. But before he could raise his voice she motioned him for silence. She couldn't see him very well, the illumination in the corridor was mostly the moonlight pouring through the window.

"F-forgive me, my lady" he finally mumbled, and she laughed "That is fine, soldier... it is quite late"
"Don't let it happen again."
"thank you" he sounded quite young "how old are you soldier?"

"Eighteen, my lady. My name is..." But the princess took a step closer and quieted him, putting a finger on his lips "No names." Yes, he was young. and handsome. Liandra wondered on Yasmin's earlier question, was she a lesbian?

The guard grabbed her forearm, and the princess heart bolted. Was this apologetic guard really going to... She felt his other hand circle the nape of her neck. She could smell the liquor in his breath. He pulled her closer, but didn't kiss her. Did he not know who she was? "I am..."

"No names" And he covered her lips with his mouth. His coarse lips hurt her skin. Liandra tried to struggle, but it was futile. He was so much stronger, and bigger. "No names" she repeated after him, and wondered which room she would take this stud.