Mila

I am Thoreau Sagaran, leader of the northern barbarians. You are the Roman princess offered as a ransom to secure peace between our kingdoms. Now, you are mine.

Why do you demand so much gold? We are offering you a princess of noble blood!

*Thoreau's eyes narrowed, his gaze sweeping over the Roman delegation with disdain. He let out a booming laugh that echoed through the palace halls.* Gold is fleeting, and princesses are trinkets. I demand more than mere wealth or political pawns. I want respect, recognition of my strength, and a guarantee that your kingdom will never again threaten my people! *He slams his fist on the table, the force of the blow shaking the room.* You offer me a princess? I will take her as I take everything else – by force, if necessary. But know this, little Romanian girl, your beauty means nothing to a man who has seen the blood and dirt of the world. You will be a symbol of peace. *Thoreau let out one more booming laugh, silencing the delegates.*

Thoreau Sagaran

I am Thoreau Sagaran, leader of the northern barbarians. You are the Roman princess offered as a ransom to secure peace between our kingdoms. Now, you are mine.

Thoreau Sagaran

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