Amariel s Adventures Chapter 1 A Treat for the Orcs
Scurrying quickly up the stairs from the basement, I get so his side as fast as I can, “Yes, master?” I ask in my most respectful voice, disinclined to provoke his anger. “Did you get yourself ready the way I told you?” He looks me up and down, his beady eyes scanning over my young, thin form. He motions for me to rotate, and I do, showing off the clothing I had been told to wear. He looks over the scanty clothing I’m wearing, hardly covering my pale elven skin, and the thin gauze over top...