I thought carefully about how to respond. I nodded. “Yes. I know of your world.”
His eyes slid to Rick. “You have a magical helper here.” His brow arched as he took in Rick.
I imagined that Rick was just waiting for him to make a comment on his disability. But he didn"t.
“I do,” I said, shooting Rick a warning glance before he spouted off in his usual quick-draw smart-mouth response. “He is my friend.”
“Hear me out, mistress, before you send me away,” he said. “I beg you show me that much courtesy.”
“Alright, then.” I opened my hand to him as an invitation to go on. “Why are you here? What do you want with me?”
“I have come a long distance. In fact, to be powerfully truthful, I came a few months ago, and rapped on the madam"s door across the way.” He turned slightly, used the hand no
