Firefly Glen [PHE] Soul's Seek Truth

sobeille’s attention turned back to the retinue. she tried to pick out from the swarm of bodies which must be the servants — watching as they skittered around their focal figures like ants before their queen.

the thought of utilizing them was not without its intrigue. she wondered how one made a wolf servile; it was not in her nature to be accommodating and so, she assumed all other wolves had the same difficulty.

ajei had a point; simplicity came with its own virtues. who was to stop an embittered servant from slipping a blade between sleeping consul’s throat? who was to stop them from poisoning the larder? of course sobeille’s mind went to these scenarios, because these were things she would do.

de fall must not be so bad if dey have servants to land on, sobeille made a rare joke. ’ow do you t’ink dey break dem, to make dem servants?