and the petite demoiselle rose from her perch behind a pillar and wafted across the room.

"Did you ask for me?" she whispered in the ear of the dark warrior who stood with his back to her.

"Because, if you did, I'm here."

Ket turned around and beheld the golden blonde whose diaphonous gown glimmered in the candles.

"Silki!"

"Ket," she cried. "My handsome Brigante warrior!"

She looked at the floor, then gazed up at him with her large liquid eyes.

"Ket, honey, is there still room in your lap for me?"