Fires Of The Desert (Children Of The Desert Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
Servants shot curious, mistrustful glances his way, and once a minor functionary with more arrogance than sense stepped into Tank’s path. “Your business, s’e?” he said, a thick-lipped sneer showing his doubt that Tank had legitimate business within these walls. “Lord Eredion Sessin,” Tank said, allowing himself to be halted, and regarded the man with sour amusement. The flunky was dressed in silks and feathers, his hair swirled into an elaborate style that made him look like a molting duck. He wouldn’t survive a day on the trail—or two breaths in the face of a desert lord’s glare. The man’s face creased in deeper suspicion. He looked Tank over as though examining a nasty bug. “What does Lord Sessin need from—” He paused, clearly unsure how to complete the sentence. His gaze snagged and held on the unbound sword strapped, southern-style, across Tank’s back. “Not your business, s’e,”
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