Date Posted:08:28:46 05/24/01 Thu Author: Princess L'insta . . . . . Saleef Subject: :: Cold smile :: In reply to:
+Tyger, Princess of Shadizar+
's message, "+Approach+" on 20:54:46 05/23/01 Wed
:: Slender hand opens, revealing several coins. Dropping them into Saleef's hand, she unties Denaro's lead rope. Turning to Tyger, she speaks. :: 'Matayra? Oh, but certainly you have others? And do you think you could really handle a pregnant mare - and her foal?' :: Her voice returns the coldness, her words almost as punctuating. ::
The old worker, harried, calls over as he dumps fruit into a bag for Aphrodite, "2000 for her!" He holds out the bag to Aphrodite, then turns back to Tyger. "Burnoose? Yes, we have some." He holds up several of dark colors: azure blue, forest green, brick red, and black. "As for the purfume ... Lotus we have, and lilac. You prefer lotus?" He bustles over to a stand and draws out a small bottle.
