She calls herself Shenshen, inspired perhaps by the Oriental tilt of her golden-green eyes. Bahorel spends a modest fortune on scent for her, and heavy jade earrings. It's worth it to have such a gorgeous creature on his arm, and such amusing company; for Shenshen has a knack for telling wild tales when provoked.

"I'm very well connected, you know--"

"Chérie, I'm certain of it."

"I've been to university, if it comes to that," pointing her fan at him.

"Have you, now?"

Shenshen nods, curls bobbing. "I studied life sciences with a Goat."

Bahorel roars with laughter, and kisses her.