Gerome [Public domain], via WikiPaintings
Jafari and Hewa courted me like a hetaera. It was a strange thing to me. My awkwardness provided my patrons with endless amusements. The quality of my clothing improved, and the soldiers teased. The shopkeepers swooned in the presence of my perfumes. By their gifts, you would think they both rode me to the ground each night.
This is an original story, chronicling how three of the characters of my upcoming novelette, 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.