AugMilf
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Arielle nodded and watched Bernart leave. She sat down on the bed of seaweed and thought about all that had transpired. Suddenly she stood and walked outside the house. She listened carefully and determined where Bernart was burying the men who had tried to kill her. Marching up to him, she snatched the shovel from his hand and started digging. No words were spoken as she struggled to dig in the sand. But her sheer determination persevered and finally she had buried the hateful men. She wiped her brow on her sleeve and handed the shovel back to Bernart. A slight smile spread on her face as she headed back to the house. By the time she found her seaweed bed again, she could hardly walk another step. She peeled off her dress and collapsed into the bed and a fitful sleep filled with villains trying to kill her and her ruggedly handsome guardian protecting her. She awoke in a sweat and with a jump at the end of one such dream. She thought about Bernart and his ever present smile. She wondered what plans he had for her today.