Chapter 3 A Wealthy Woman And A Poor Girl
Chapter 3 A Wealthy Woman And A Poor Girl
On the fourth day, not far from the delta, the procession reached a small oasis.
The houses were tiny, little more than mud huts.
A few children played in the street, but they scurried indoors when they saw the scorpions.
"Not much of a village," said Befen, "but there's a fine-looking place up there!"
He waved his pincers at a mansion surrounded by flowers and blossoming fruit trees.
"The people there are wealt
