She holds out her arm.Her glossy skin is marred with a ring, the area red and angry.Were we supposed to recognize the mark?
"You make no sense, female," I say.
"Don't you female me.My name is Francesca, and I'm—"
"And I am NMAEID.This is FNRECI, and this is LBCAE."
"I wasn't introducing myself...never mind.At least I know who I'm talking to now.Okay, so you're Damien."She points to me."You, whose name starts with an F, is Fenric," she continues, pointing to FNRECI."That makes you Caleb."Great, now we all know each other.Happy?Now can we get on with it and leave?"Her mouth is something else.
"And go where?"LBCAE asks, unable to suppress a grin.I suppose we shall now call him Caleb as she commands.Caleb finds her amusing; under other circumstances, she would already be beneath him while he samples the nectar between her thighs.
Fenric, on the other hand, remains entirely suspicious of her and is as grumpy as THOS.I would feel the same in his situation.By the way he keeps working his jaw, it seems she has given him a thorough bout of toothache after she hung her fingers from his teeth, which may have been an attempt to remove our faces.
She was fortunate he didn't bite off her fingers.As for me, I must maintain a level mindset until we get to the bottom of this.
"Perhaps you need to explain the situation to us, Francesca, from the very beginning," I say, keeping my tone calm.
"You know nothing?"she squeals, worry lacing her gaze."Okay, look, I have my whole life planned out, finally complete freedom from my deranged family, and then I get this present from Jasmine something something of something something, Krakat, something, and a letter, and now I'm going to die.Take me to her right now."Please," she adds at the end."I don't want to die."
The thought that we would obliterate anything that tries to cause this...this Francesca even the slightest bit of harm hits us with the severity of a Kraukug storm.And we cannot explain it.
"Where is the letter?Give it to me."I hold out my hand.
"You can read?"she asks, surprise evident on her pulchritudinous face.
Chapter Seven
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NMAEID, aka Damien
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"Just because we areorcs does not mean we cannot read your language," I say.
"Well, not so long ago, I thought you were trolls.Is that a downgrade?I'm sorry, I'm not familiar with the hierarchy of monsters because they're not supposed to exist."She hands me the letter anyway.
