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Receive Hermione as a Gift/Spoil of War || Accepting
Hermione fought back against the people who were dragging her into the room; her family had sent her as a gift to him. She should have been complacent but if her family had wanted that they should have sent someone else from their clan, she had no desire to be here. The men had had a difficult time getting her to come with them and she wasn’t making it easy on them; sweat was dripping down their faces when she was finally placed in front of the Cheif of McLaggen Clan.
Her hair was wild and frizzy and she certainly looked like she had fought back against everyone before now. The men stepped back from her and she stood in front of him, her face full of anger at being so disrespected, she was a daughter of a chieftain after all. “I suppose you are the man who is now to rule over me?” She scoffed.
She had fought back against the guards because they were below her own status; they had no right to lay hands on her. She knew though that she couldn’t fight the Chief, or at least not as much as she wanted to. Her father’s words were clear in her head, she was supposed to represent her clan and not mess it up; she could be willful but she would have to listen.
