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it was not long before he was approached by a member of the sisterhood, presumably drawn to the unfamiliar scent of a wildman, unenslaved by their caprices and the domination of their sex. far too delicately built to hold only the wine of lupine blood within her veins, her face was swallowed in jet beneath the stern flame of her hawk's-eyes.
taltos had not questioned junior when she returned, else he would have been quite captivated by the mere sound of their titles, if the appearance of this one amazon reflected all of them. always a servant to loveliness, lasher favored the sea-witch with a gentle smile. her intent was clear; ice rimed her gaze.
i did not know the nereides were beautiful,
lasher murmured quietly, albeit with a teasing tone to his words; it was a soft bait he put forth, as he rather assumed that the women of the shore would not appreciate a male compliment.