The light from the candles and different runes paint the not so humble abode with a gentle twilight.
It is a welcome ambiance as I listen to Heela speak.
She speaks clearly, her perfect little mouth never opening to wide, or closing too quickly.
"What are you thinking"?
Her question comes as I slice into a cut of red meat.
I have been eating, and she has been talking for quite a while.
The food never seeming to run out, as her servant brings out dish after dish, never leaving an empty space on the high table.
"I love your mouth, it is placed perfectly between your nose, and chin".
"List me the kingdoms with direct access to the seas natural resources".
My voice is as monotone as hers was as I list off the twelve kingdoms along the Olim Horn that surround Shalamanda.
Mara is one of them.
The quiz continues until green hiski is brought out.
