“Please sit down, honorable Karissa. You can pour yourself some brew,” he said, shaking the bubbling jug at her, “but I’m not sure you’ll like it. I don’t like it at all.”
Karissa’s eyes flashed and she poured herself a full glass of it, but didn’t drink. Women... The man who finally manages to understand them will easily become the ruler of the world.
Karissa was followed by someone Hadjar hadn’t expected to see: Salif limped in, leaning on a staff, followed by the servant boy who’d sworn vengeance on them. It was a strange choice for Paris to make, since he was clearly aware of the relationship between them.
“Honorable Researchers,” the old servant bowed. The boy did the same. He held a huge pile of scrolls and clay tablets.
The servants placed it all on the table and Paris nodde
