Starglow Basin but your arrogance disturbed [m]y solitude

soto did not come.

of course, she had not called—but she wondered if she shouldn't be offended that her cloying perfume hadn't summoned the top dog of verapaz. ah, well. it was his loss, anyway.

she turned her gaze to the one who had come and smiled, broadly, eyes creasing with the expression.

my name is fiamma di rossi, signore, she purred. please call me fiamma. and what shall i call you?

her eyes roamed across his half-masked face; such a unique countenance! he was built well, and had impeccable manners. she could not ask for a better lover, except. . .

his rank here. she sought only the best. 

and soto still had not come.