Quotes About Hasmun

Many in Jebba who had fallen foul of Hasmun had had cause to dread that reliable return, darkness which brought jeweled stares and jeweled pins and pain jeweled with tears and sweat.

Under the lamp's glow Hasmun sat in a chair of ebony. On a lacquer table at his elbow lay Cyrion, in miniature, naked, blond, and with two fiery-glinting red-jeweled pins thrust one through the right ankle and the second through the lobe of the left ear.