Redsand Canyon [m]anje'm

her eyes traced the powerful jaw. mireille, who had been given a wide range of experiences, could not help to compare his regard of her against the others. she had been pursued, rejected, worshipped, nurtured, possessed, and now —
— now she wondered what this one might offer. or seek to take.
there was pride in the lift of her head. "an' i will heal," mouth shaping a smile to give with the words. away he sent the other woman, and mireille shifted in respect, deference for the great warrioress who would have meted her justice.
her attention, for him again, ears flickering at the speech she did not know.