Lion Head Mesa How I’m gettin on

all this bowing and scraping, and for what? they all knew what was going to happen once these fanciful words had stopped flowing? 
she intended to be that tribute. the pale beauty glared at jawahir as the bawd sought to wrap wily coils around the mountain-man. but she would not be caught by phayrow with such guile on her face, and soon fetched her gaze downward, pretty as you please.
that fawnin' queen's a virgin! she wanted to shout. 
no man could resist that, and then they'd all see what sort of noble the haughty maiden was.