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Laethan
Laethan pitched the ball to Alain at the same moment a lady’s scream echoed from the direction of the path between the house and abbey. One long, incredibly loud cry for help tore through the air, and after that another scream. Two women. No one screamed like that unless they were injured or worse.
“What in hell…” Laethan shouted just before tearing off in the direction of the screams, the other men running with him.
Scanning the area he didn't immediately see the skirts, but then, from the corner of the old abbey ruin, he spotted one girl, dress hiked to her knees, running away from the abbey and toward the castle. Three others behind her followed, but at a slower pace.
The lone runner, blonde and tall… his cousin, Penelope. The other three, blonde. His sister and her frie
