Temple Of The Traveler: Empress Of Dreams - Plot & Excerpts
With swaths of dark fabric crisscrossing her front, today’s outfit exposed her midriff and drew attention away from her face veil to the pale, flawless skin of her body. Somehow, her hair was even darker than the fabric, drawing attention to that attribute as well. The elegance of the earrings, bracelets, and tiara shouted aristocrat. “Do you like my new outfit, highness?” she asked, spinning to show him everything. Niftkin’s eyes popped out a bit as she raised her arms on the turn. He stepped into an awning post. She smiled at her effect. The emperor reached into his pouch and let his distracting emotions flow into the bird carving. “It’s vital to the realm that I identify a certain smell.” He described it, and the teenage girl led him to a stall with a variety of tiny oranges. Pagaose picked up and smelled each. “This is it.” “That’s a blood orange, sire,” said the merchant.
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