A Warrior's Quest

Ramoric's dark brows drew into an arrogant scowl. “We of the warrior class have ways of dealing with temperamental women. She will learn to obey me or she won't like what happens.” It was King Xanther's turn to frown. “I don't want you to hurt my daughter. I trust you are not implying that?” “I have no intention of hurting her. I may hurt her pride immensely and her buttocks will be sore, but she will learn to obey me." “I'm afraid I don't understand.” “You've never heard of spanking?” Asked Ramoric, a wry grin twisting his lips.