<span style="color: #FF0000"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Deanna Planckard</span><br/>Doc</div></span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/cf4f88a7-5914-46da-ad6e-12ec40e1b0fb_zpscd5280b6.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Deanna was shocked. She didn't threaten the Queen. She got that wrong.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„It wasn't a threat, my Queen. I would never tell your husband about Freya. I am not crazy. He would kill me for what I have done to his daughter. What I wanted to say is, that he has not to learn about me being with his slaves. We kept the truth about Freya from him, we can keep this thing here from him too.“</span> <br/><br/>Deanna shivered of fear and despair. How could she keep her life. The queen must want something of her or she wouldn't go all this way with her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">„What do you think, Isolde? Should I give Deanna another chance to speak or should I simply let this reveal the truth of it?“</span><br/><br/>Deanna sighed and shook her head. This was leading nowhere and she had no idea what those two wanted of her.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„Why don't you stop this charade, my Queen? If you wanted to kill me, you had done already. You need me for something and I have no clue for what. I know that I am in a shitty situation and if there is a way out of it, then show it to me. Please...“</span></div>