The Charmer
Something was wrong besides the obvious, and she was afraid Keilor might be too enraged to see it.
Yesande glanced at Jasmine’s hand and asked, “Do you have any idea just how much the Haunt despise whores, Lady Jasmine? Almost as much as we used to hate charmers.”
The crowd stirred, and Jasmine took a deep breath. “They’re not exactly favored by your average human, either, myself included.” With her peripheral vision she saw Raziel and Isfael casually position themselves near enough to be helpful in a hurry if need be. Mathin caught her eye from the crowd and held it, a silent warning in his eyes. Tread with caution.
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