Lion Head Mesa ninth

her eyes were cold. aloof. senmut saw a future in them of which he was not sure.

"she is — special," he agreed hurriedly, warm along his collarbone to think of the lilac girl. and to think of how she had not understood what he meant to say: that one day, he might lift her from servitude.

but none of this was suitable for the amiirad, who was quite fond of nazli. "i believe your fondness is returned in her many times over."