Silk Dreams - Songs Of The North 3 - Plot & Excerpts
That day the bizarre city careened past her jumbled senses in swirls of color and sound that made little sense to her dazed mind. The calm man who'd bought her had spoken soothingly, if unintelligibly, to her. Only his steadying presence that day had kept her from screaming at the madness around her. But this time Damian was not with her. She was alone in the cushioned, curtained chair, save for the small black dog on her lap, a slave borne along by four other slaves. She kept herself veiled as Damian had instructed, but she couldn't resist the opportunity to peep out of the enclosure to see where she was headed. They trotted through the bustling market, where vendors touted their wares in strident superlatives. Exotic spices tickled Valdis's nose. Her bearers took her by way of colonnaded forums and splashing fountains, then turned off the Mese, the main thoroughfare, into a residential district. There was no code in the city requiring homes of a certain degree of luxury to be situated near each other.
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