I locked my eyes on the horizon, following the path of the connection through the waves. They promised to reward me. The other two men came forward. “Thank you, Mistress!” I sobbed. I would try for you Mistress, but I would fail! It was a sound that was simultaneously melodic and sardonic, like girl’s titter void of all compassion. “Do you have nothing to say, Yavara?” Leveria asked, “You were the one that called me, and I’ve been doing most of the talking. They said they’d let me come if I did something for them. He’s too strong!”
Mistress Leveria narrowed her eyes. Maybe just call her ‘it.’ I’ll make sure it’s taken alive. For as I sifted my memories of my father, I saw the leer in his doting gaze, the coldness in his compassionate eyes. She was like an angel backed with the portal’s green aura, her subtle hourglass figure carried with the unmistakable elegance of royalty. They pet my head and told me I was a good girl.
