"…if it wasn't for Gabriella DeZantez," Kali shouted, pointing at the Anointed Lord, "this woman would be spending the rest of her life with tassels on her tits!"
Slowhand smiled, working his way through the crowd. A few days ago he'd have stopped to help with the commotion that comment would cause, but Hooper would be all right.
Look after her, Prince Jakub Tremayne Freel, he thought.
What Slowhand did not know was that as he had left the platform and stared into the eyes of the Faith enforcer, it had been Bastian Redigor staring back.