~VANNIE~

The first thing that caught her attention when she came into the apothecary was a man lounging on one of the only two seats the place had. He sat there, the black-haired cocky bastard, looking like he owned the place. She looked into the soulful brown eyes that were as false as Zara's babyface.

Eyes she'd come in close to forcing back into their sockets. . .

She grinned in amusement. "Do they know that they're halfway across the Realms, looking for a sorcerer ...