Saqiya bit her lower lip, clearly weighing the consequences.
In the end, frustration getting the better of her, she shot me a fierce glare, snatched up the outer robe discarded nearby, and threw it over her shoulders. "Honored guest, sooner or later, you'll be nothing more than meat in Saqiya's mouth."
With that, she strode toward the tent flap, pausing just before leaving to toss back one final remark: "Tomorrow, my brother, Khan Saqinnie, will see you in person."
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