CHAPTER 2

Tal swallowed. The dagger dangled uselessly in her right hand, the revival herbs in her left.

An irrational lick of fear ran up her spine. He wouldn't actually eat her, would he? That was...barbaric...but then, there* were* those stories...

“It would be a shame, too. Red heads are my favorite,” he murmured. The last words slurred a little and his eyelid lowered to half-mast. He kept her wrists bo