The priestess smiled broadly, surprised that a nobleman would decide to speak to her. Of course, Ei'shya figured he wanted the slave girl for his own. Inwardly, she laughed. Ei'shya really only needed one or two slaves, and Axyn was enough.<em>"Bel'la dos, dos ph' ves rnahm. Usstan tlun zhaunus SSinssrigg sanwttdden harl pholor dos. Compassion zhah natha zhennu virtue ulu inbal."</em>Her gaze turned a tad mischievous. "<em>Drill dos ph' er'griff haska ulu uns'aa ulu weed doeb l' rothe's competition. Usstan orn'la tlu mzild concerned bauth l' byrren. Naut natha yathrin."</em>