What Chor smugglers don't know can't get them reported; Parsa and her zealots don't take kindly to deals with outsiders.
Excerpt from the bestselling <i>Sands of Hades: My Date with Persephone</i> by Ariel
Walking the markets in Bab-Ramal went over well. The place teems with hope, with struggle, with life both mortal and divine. Naturally, the loyal citizens of Parsa thronged around us to thank me for my service. Being adored by a crowd isn’t the easiest way to impress a date, but there’s no doubt it works.
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