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Launching into a witty and cheerful monologue, she tapped into all her wiles to ease him.
She told him about her inane and fictitious life in Rhesia.
Her cover was working as a broker’s representative, and she claimed she was at a large conference of merchants on Eden II.
She turned her body towards him and sat with legs crossed, chest out – accentuating her tits and her backside.
With a smirk, she leaned in, tilting her head to share prolonged, intense eye contact.
She blushed throughout the conversation and spoke in soft, sultry tones.
She drew the line at giggling but instead caressed the border of her lips with her index finger while speaking.
‘Did you really slay a great warrior in battle?’
‘Ay,’ he admitted, his eyes clouding into a storm. ‘Twas regrettable, but that is how it needed to be.’
She tilted her head. ‘I’ve been told of you Katánians. Aren’t you ruthless marauders who steal, kill and destroy with no mercy?’
Again, his unusual silver eyes pulsed. ‘Remember not the former things, nor consider the concepts of old. Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.’
He then shrugged. ‘Not my words but from someone more prescient than myself. Yet the idea remains. A fresh vision awaits Katáne.’
‘And you’re the man to deliver it?’
He gave her an enigmatic glance. ‘Tis my mantle and burden to bear.’
His words struck a chord.
Doubt crowded her mind for a moment.
He didn’t sound like the maniacal despotic King who’d plotted her people’s demise.
She shook her head to clear her thoughts, focusing on the task at hand.
She could not fail.
She’d never failed.
He flicked his eyes over her. ‘Why so serious, beautiful? Come, forget my earlier rudeness. Let’s have a drink and wash away our troubles for today.’
‘As you wish, handsome,’ she smiled.
It was evident from the smirk on his face he cared nothing for the endearment.
He raised a hand, and a server rushed toward them with more overflowing tankards and glassware.
They drank as their conversation turned to culture and a lengthy debate on the most seminal poem ever written.
Despite his on-and-off aloofness, the man she was about to slay revealed his mind. It was sharper than she’d thought.
He spoke with eloquence and outstanding insight.
He lost the foppish air she’d assigned to him earlier, and she glimpsed flashes of intelligent wit, free from pretension or calculation.
His humour was subtle, hidden in the shadows. When it shone through, it was like a sudden shaft of sun dappling a dark forest.
She liked it.
