He tipped his head toward her. "Then you might be mistaken. He doesn't keep slaves. And has no woman that I know of..." He sounded more curious than disbelieving.
"That's what they keep telling me." She murmured with a sigh. "What is it you want with him, if I might ask?"
He smiled pleasantly, falling into step with her. "I'm delivering an important message. For his eyes only." He tilted his head toward her and tapped the side of his nose with a chuckle. She smiled back, though with less sincerity. He seemed pleasant...and harmless...yet there was something strange...
She frowned. "It's lucky we ran into each other." she commented, watching his face. He tilted his head slightly toward her as if following the sound of her voice. "Convenient."
"Indeed. I couldn't have been more fortunate
