08-24-2016, 11:38 PM
The servants helped him dress and clean, his hair braided with jewels and gild, as new silk clocked his body. Silver shoes clad his feet, bells still around his ankles as he walked with Amir.
As they greeted the crowd, he looked down, hoping that he would not be recognized even with the illusions.
As they greeted the crowd, he looked down, hoping that he would not be recognized even with the illusions.