Redsand Canyon Everyday words seem to turn into love songs

"that is a very heathen practice, domina." germanicus could not quite cut the dryness from his voice.

"most soldiers spend a life in the field, away from any other. they are not aware how to talk to one woman, let alone multiple." now the arid edge to his voice felt something like humour. "i am not a matchmaker, lady alstroemeria. but it sounds as though you might have experience with it."

the imperator paused. "i would like to think of incentives for marrying and producing children."