by Sorgram on Thu Sep 23, 2010 10:04 am
Sorgram read the note... looked at Meadow... reread the note. The flames on his hands sizzled as the water burned from them, then the parchment. Nary as ash was left.
A snap of the fingers and a message was relayed.
'Fine. Within five days, report.'
Short.. to the point. Nothing was conveyed other than those word. No disappointment. No anger. No promise of retribution. Interpret it how she may. In truth, he was just too damned tired at the moment, but his memory was long. Perhaps when he rested, he would allow his mind to mull it over. For now, wine and slave were the order.
'Meadow, strip and join me. I need my slave.'
He smiled upon her beauty and sank lower in the water.