Chapter 9
“The Lamb that belonged to the sheep,
whose skin the Wolf was wearing,
began to follow the Wolf in the Sheep’s clothing;
so, leading the Lamb a little apart,
he soon made a meal off her.”
—Aesop’s Fables, A Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing
Sarran Calendar: Cycle 9435.B115
Earth Calendar: June 25th morning
Anya picked at her breakfast. She had awoke this morning in her lovers’ arms, but they didn’t stay put long enough for a second act. She had stuck out her lower lip and attempted a pout. Having had little practice, it was unsuccessful at best, laughable at worst. It earned a buss on the check from Jonal and a distracted pat on the head from Tonas. She was seriously irritated with her princes. Anya bristled. ::I am not some toy spaniel to be put on a pillow to get fat on bon bon
