Home > Fiction > Sir Dominick's Bargain > Page 2 Sir Dominick's Bargain Page 2 by Rufus Woodward Two shadows ride from Dunoran Silent and uncanny, while Your body lies in the courtyard Cold and stiffening already Poor Sir Dominick. Lost, damned Sir Dominick What hope did you ever have? Your bargain is not yet ended. ‹ Prev Next ›