“Where do you plan to sail it to, my dear Pharaun?” Aliisza mused. “The Abyss?” She laughed and tossed her curly black hair.
“Surely you’d rather stay here and spend some time with me than visit that nasty goddess of yours. I, at least, am alive.. and responsive to your prayers.”
Chuckling, she decided to delay her report to Kaanyr Vhok—who was all too busy with that dreary siege of his, anyway. Instead she’d stay in the Lake of Shadows and have some fun.
Pleasure, she mused, should come before business.
Always.