“You've no need to fear me,” there’s a smile in Batu's voice as he leans forward to shake water from his hips. The courtesan invokes her ruler as a warning, yet similar titles had never deterred him before. It seemed to be the convention between wolves of the steppe and their southern counterparts. They deemed his kind undisciplined.
He takes in the sweet scent of her fur and that of the saltwind over their shoulders. The drenched tahki is hefted onto his back.
“Take me to your emperor. I can’t think he’d look favorably on his concubine wandering the dark with a strange man.” The nomad cocks his chin, indicating he would go where she led.
He takes in the sweet scent of her fur and that of the saltwind over their shoulders. The drenched tahki is hefted onto his back.
“Take me to your emperor. I can’t think he’d look favorably on his concubine wandering the dark with a strange man.” The nomad cocks his chin, indicating he would go where she led.