I walked with Zulu for some time in silent meditation. I couldn’t help but notice how perfectly beautiful she was.Her hair was the darkest ebony;her almond eyes a curious,but deep, green.Her desert skin was smooth and unmarked,her body thin and shapely.Her sword hung at her waist, the sheath covered with elaborate silver patterns.A silver necklace hung from her neck with a crescent moon charm sparkling in the night.Even in Sand Women standards she was beautiful.
“ What are you thinking of Loria Aeryn?â€?
“Jynu, my old teacher,â€? I lied, “And do call me Aeryn.â€?
She laughed, her voice tinkling like silver bells, “ You are strange Loria Aeryn, but if you command it I shall give you no title. However, the people will find it,â€? she paused, “ different if you insist upon it.â€?
I sighed, she knew her people better than me, “Very well, but I didn’t ask to be Loria. So in private I’ll just be Aeryn, thankyouâ€?
“ Very well, Loria Aeryn,â€? She said with a slight smile playing about her lips.
Was she taunting me?