THE SUPPLICANT
Chapter One
In the cool shade of the adobe wall, the knife blade in Sureya's
hand glittered madly, dangerously. For a heartbeat she thought
she heard the impossible, her little brother's gurgling coo.
Careful of the thorns, she looked up from the blood-red roses
expecting to see one of her charges.
Instead, she gasped. A second sun burned on the horizon-a
lava-red heart surrounded by a halo of deep blue. Two icy
white tails trailed behind, long and bright against the summer
sky.
A strange sensation pervaded her senses. Between her thighs
a rhythmic pulsing began, matched by the throbbing of the
heart in the sky. She became aware of the length of her neck, the
weight of her breasts, the curve of her lips.
A catty voice from the cherry tree in the distance caught her
attention. "Oh, no," it said. Had one of the children climbed
the tree?
Looking across the courtyard, she saw no child. Her employer,
Risham, was plucking the last fat cherries of the season.
He cupped several in his hand, looking like he was holding
something precious. Even in her confusion, her nipples hardened
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