The Shattered Sylph
“There were enough battlers who did only that, leaving his sole task to fight in the arena. Thus, his orders were a little different, and he’d never been told to watch for a blue-eyed, blond-haired man wandering the inner city. He could come and go as he pleased, save for the stipulation that he arrive at the arena and harem exactly at the times required, which left him a little leeway. Just a bit.
Deep in the middle of the night, Tooie lifted his head from the bed he was sharing with Kiala, one of the women in the circle and the lover of Four-seventeen. Four-seventeen was in a different alcove with Lizzy. Eapha was alone in the main sleeping chamber.
Tooie rose up silently and padded to the curtains. Careful not to wake Kiala, who just kept snoring, a trickle of drool running down her chin, he peered outside but saw no one. All the other battlers were occupied in alcoves, and the women were either with them or asleep. There was no real day or night in this place, but everyone seemed t...o slow down in the late hours anyway.MoreLess
Deep in the middle of the night, Tooie lifted his head from the bed he was sharing with Kiala, one of the women in the circle and the lover of Four-seventeen. Four-seventeen was in a different alcove with Lizzy. Eapha was alone in the main sleeping chamber.
Tooie rose up silently and padded to the curtains. Careful not to wake Kiala, who just kept snoring, a trickle of drool running down her chin, he peered outside but saw no one. All the other battlers were occupied in alcoves, and the women were either with them or asleep. There was no real day or night in this place, but everyone seemed t...o slow down in the late hours anyway.MoreLess
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