Redsand Canyon Fíle

The Greek did not miss the pale man’s frown, no matter how slight it was. Arsenio only smiled back, pleased that Kallik had humored him and had arrived. It was true that the other soldier was something of a sullen man, but he was pleasant in his own ways. There seemed to be a level of care behind the actions that the other man took. Arsenio could admire something like that, easily.

The question that Kallik asked was surprising.

Arsenio looked to him, smile growing. He wondered where the sudden desire to know that had come from. It did not bother the mercenary, of course. If he was more of a poet, he would have spent days beside the water crafting poetry about the love he felt for his wife.

I like it very much, he answered after a moment of thought. You have met my wife? Tamar should leave no doubt in your mind. The Greek’s grin was like sunshine. His tail waved in a sweeping motion, side to side. I feel very fortunate to have her here. That she accepted my proposal, ah! It is more than a man could ever dream.

Arsenio fixed his gaze on the other, sharp and questioning.

Why do you ask, pale soldier?