Chapitre 38: Chapter 38: True Blood, Part 2

Dree laughed, nasty and mean. "So you'd know him to look at?"

"Yeah, I know what he looks like," Sule said. "I ain't here to play your games, though. I dropped your woman off, and I need to be heading back—"

"I will see you off in the morning," Dree cut in with all the charm of a blood spider. "Help me now, and I'll see you off on the finest horse in my stable."

Sule grunted and went along as the type of soldier he was playing at would. "Fine, but I keep my horse, too."

"Of course," Dree said. "Let us go, then. I want to see this supposed shadow mage who has shown up the same day as my wife."

Swearing, Sule reached out in a way that was becoming far too familiar. Dree is suspicious.

Nothing for it now, Binhadi replied. Scandal, is it? Traitors like whores?

It was very difficult to hold a conversation in one's head without giving away any outward sign of it. Suck a spiker's teat. It worked.