"[b]Yes...[/b]" [i]Came the response, a might suggestively. Perhaps she was leaking leeway through his more...primal urges...[/i] "[b]...and my choices befit my status, and thus a common harlot is none of my concern. I have tasted of the supplest virgins of all dynasties, been with the most beautiful women ever to exist, barring one. Tell me then why I should lower myself to the somewhat pretty face of a common whore?[/b]" [i]Or perhaps not.[/i] "[b]Woman, I had spared you up to this point in the belief that your were an envoy of some sort. Your masters, or as they say now, your 'pimps', had my interest. Without them, I'm afraid you are but a nuisance and an obstruction to my day.[/b]" [i]Finally, she had gotten his gaze as Gilgalad swiveled his head to face her. His ruby eyes were yet impassive, their piercing gaze indicating his growing impatience and indifference to the cost of taking her life.[/i] "[b]You have but one more try to strike up a communication between myself and your superiors. If you waste it on another doomed attempt to seduce me, I shall claim your life as ransom for the wasting of my time.[/b]