The Golden Barbarian
“I don’t care,” Tess said impatiently. She gazed without interest at the bolts of shimmering fabrics spread on every chair, table, and divan in her chamber. “I’m weary of looking at all this.”
“You tire easily.” Galen leaned back in his chair and stretched his long legs before him, crossing his booted feet at the ankle. “You’ve scarcely glanced at the fabrics.”
“It doesn’t matter. This is taking too long.” She looked anxiously at the setting sun. “I thought I’d have time to take an apple to Pavd...a before supper.”
“The midnight-blue brocade is exceptional, Majira,” the bearded fabric merchant said coaxingly.
She cast an indifferent glance at the shimmering fabric unfurled on the floor. “Yes, it’s very nice.” She turned to Galen. “Did I tell you about the pigeons?”
“Twice,” he said solemnly.
“Nice?” the vendor murmured faintly. “The brocade was brought from China, and the pearl embroidery took seven months to complete.”
“Very nice,”MoreLess
“You tire easily.” Galen leaned back in his chair and stretched his long legs before him, crossing his booted feet at the ankle. “You’ve scarcely glanced at the fabrics.”
“It doesn’t matter. This is taking too long.” She looked anxiously at the setting sun. “I thought I’d have time to take an apple to Pavd...a before supper.”
“The midnight-blue brocade is exceptional, Majira,” the bearded fabric merchant said coaxingly.
She cast an indifferent glance at the shimmering fabric unfurled on the floor. “Yes, it’s very nice.” She turned to Galen. “Did I tell you about the pigeons?”
“Twice,” he said solemnly.
“Nice?” the vendor murmured faintly. “The brocade was brought from China, and the pearl embroidery took seven months to complete.”
“Very nice,”MoreLess
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