"Your offspring will make good slaves." The old Fae stared at Grecia, watching her head slowly dip as those words settled into her mind. "Do not be disheartened, there have been many before you, Chieftan Whies treats his maidens fairly, and you will not be alone-"
"Kill me instead." Grecia raised her eyes to the woman, staring at the woman with tears brimming at the corners. "Kill me, or I will kill you and everyone you know."
"If you subject me to that life I will kill every other maiden I come across, I will raze this entire colony to the ground and bathe myself in the blood of your children and elderly, so hear my words and take them to your soul and grave," Grecia stared at her, passive of emotion despite the blood-chilling threat which had caused the woman to stare at her in shock.
