“Let me go, you medieval psychos!” he yelled, kicking at their armor. “I am not—do you hear me?—not going to be anyone’s concubine, especially not some overgrown muscle-head with a power complex!”
The guards hesitated, exchanging glances.
“What… is he saying?” one of them whispered.
“I don’t know. I think he’s cursing the emperor.”
“Should we gag him?”
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