There was just something in his voice which, coupled with the knowledge that any violence directed towards him could and would be paid back a hundredfold by his powerful patron, left her feeling utterly insignificant. XXX Sierra? Unless, of course, you care to join me?” he asked as breezily as if he were inviting a friend to tea. Sienna was still contentedly imagining the face of the man to whom she might just give herself (his strong, chiseled jaw… Suspecting that the strangers before them belonged to the bandit troop they had been tasked with hunting down, Sienna and her knights had approached with their weapons unsheathed and at the ready.
