Ankyra Sound their footsoldiers in arms

for a moment, the woman was at peace.
and then the delicate bubble of it was not ruined, but entered by another. the bright red facets of the pelt brought her at once to mind of solaire; and her heart leapt;
but it was not her. yet the aged courtesan remained intrigued, and lifted her chin to beckon the other closer. 
"she nevan be lookin' de same to me. everytime i see here, i see anot'er t'ing. ano'ter message."
the other smelled of salt, all silvertuft and corsair mien.
"don't be tellin' me dat she brought me more sailors."