The Charmer
Eyes wild, she demanded, “How do I make it stop?”
“What?” He looked up from a map he and Knightin had been studying and frowned.
She gestured violently. “This charmer thing!” Raising a trembling hand to her forehead and closing her eyes, she continued, “They were all looking at me like…”
Jayems glanced at Knightin, dismissing him. Tossing his pen aside, he leaned back in his chair and regarded her. “Like they desired you?”
She threw her hand down, but could only hold his eyes for a second. “It was worse than that! They...” She grabbed the back of a chair for support, feeling like she just might fly apart. “I want it to stop. Now.”
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