Marie-Guillemine Benoist [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons



I closed the man’s hand over his bag before he got any coins out and led them to my best room. Shutting the door behind us, I turned to the puzzled couple.

“Pardon my panic, but Jafari, you do not pull out your purse in the common room to show everyone how much money you have to steal. And take off all your gold, or you’ll end up in a ditch with your throats cut,” I said.

They started laughing. They were practically braying at me like donkeys after I had saved their lives.

This is an original story, chronicling how three of the characters of my upcoming novella, The Vampire’s Gallery, met. What you missed can be found here. It’s part of Six Sentence Sunday. Click the link for more awesome stories!
Please note: This is set around 1 BC, and is light when it comes to historical accuracy. I mean, no one’s going to whip out some matches or a PSP, but there are probably details I’ll get wrong.