Running Wild
Chapter One
Silence smothered the dunes as the officiating klerin held up
his arms, his black sleeves rippling in the hot breeze. "We will
begin," he said deliberately when all eyes were upon him. "We
will greet the morning sun to initiate the marriage ceremony,
joining the lands of the Sultan and the Raj through the beds of
Raj ir Adham and Princess Shahrazad."
Shahrazad stifled a shiver. Haniyyah should have been wedding
the Raj, but instead her head stared at her from the Pike
Wall, her cousin's once lustrous skin now waxy and pale. Talking
to the soldier had been enough to negate the engagement,
but touching him ... What had possessed Haniyyah to touch a
man? Shahrazad would never do such a thing.
"Please, begin," the Sultan commanded the klerin from the
opposite dune. "The sun awaits your salutation."
The klerin nodded, closed his hands together over his heart,
then turned toward the sunrise. As the klerin's salutation flowed
from one asana to another, he took the warrior's stance, the
same one he had used to behead her foolish cousin. God hold
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