Book 4. (1 results) Nomads of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 9 | 486 | View more quotes about aphris">Aphris spun to face him, her right fist clenched, her left hand muffling her veil about her face, her eyes flashing. |
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Book 4. (7 results) Nomads of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 9 | 483 | There was a cry of delight from the crowd, confident now that the Tuchuk sleen would be fittingly punished for his bold use of the richest daughter of Turia. |
| 9 | 484 | "Thank you, my guardian," said Aphris of Turia, and with one last vicious look at Kamchak threw back her head and with a swirl of her white gown, bordered with gold, walked regally from between the tables. |
| 9 | 485 | "To see her walk," remarked Kamchak, rather loudly, "one would hardly suspect that she wears the collar of a slave". |
| 9 | 486 | Aphris spun to face him, her right fist clenched, her left hand muffling her veil about her face, her eyes flashing. |
| 9 | 487 | The circle of steel gleamed on the silk at her throat. |
| 9 | 488 | "I meant only, little Aphris," said Kamchak, "—that you wear your collar well". |
| 9 | 489 | The girl cried out in helpless rage and turned, stumbling and clutching at the banister on the stairs. |
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There was a cry of delight from the crowd, confident now that the Tuchuk sleen would be fittingly punished for his bold use of the richest daughter of Turia.
"Thank you, my guardian," said Aphris of Turia, and with one last vicious look at Kamchak threw back her head and with a swirl of her white gown, bordered with gold, walked regally from between the tables.
"To see her walk," remarked Kamchak, rather loudly, "one would hardly suspect that she wears the collar of a slave".
Aphris spun to face him, her right fist clenched, her left hand muffling her veil about her face, her eyes flashing.
The circle of steel gleamed on the silk at her throat.
"I meant only, little Aphris," said Kamchak, "—that you wear your collar well".
The girl cried out in helpless rage and turned, stumbling and clutching at the banister on the stairs.
- (Nomads of Gor)