“The huntress queen has taken quite a liking to the sorceress.” Pellean’s voice dripped with envy and he knew it. Sarna’s strength and beauty were legendary and she had always been one of the women on the planet he’d hoped to sample. “Do you think she’ll pose a problem?”
Morden watched the vision ball, his gaze intent on the two women strolling arm in arm through Sarna’s village. This had been their routine for nearly a fortnight while the sorceress regained her strength. “Actually, I don’t believe she will. The sorceress’ demeanor is evident to me. She’s fond of the queen, but not in love with her. The queen has resigned herself to the fact that the sorceress will leave. Unlike some others we know, Sarna is not inclined to…thwart completely the dictates of a council of mages.”
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