First Mark (3 Parts) [Fandral]
"Y' don't stop starin'," the whore observes. She has a knee up, skirts brighter than the bazaar lights hiked past her thigh. "Who's she to you?"
Fandral is deliberately slow looking at her. This woman is branded like all the Imperator's property, but the gold linking her bracelet is real and she moves more expensively than the ones who have given them wide berth since yesterday.
"She cursed me."
Her eyes sharpen, but she answers coyly. ( "That what Vanir call it?" )
Fandral is deliberately slow looking at her. This woman is branded like all the Imperator's property, but the gold linking her bracelet is real and she moves more expensively than the ones who have given them wide berth since yesterday.
"She cursed me."
Her eyes sharpen, but she answers coyly. ( "That what Vanir call it?" )