Jondra

"You are as lovely as ever, Jondra," the general said as he wiped his hands and tossed the cloths back onto the tray.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

Conan took a bare instant to assure himself that Jondra was unharmed.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

Jondra struggled among the cushions, her scarlet robe rucked up above her rounded hips, long legs kicking in the air, while Zathanides lay half atop her fumbling with his breeches and raining kisses on her face.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

The hillman's mount was but two strides from Jondra, his blade heartbeats from her back, but still she neither heard nor turned.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

Unless ... unless Tamira had discovered Jondra was taking the fabled necklace and tiara with her.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

In any case, you should be thankful to him for saving your life, Jondra.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

Mouth dropping open, Jondra stared at him, astonishment warring with anger on her face.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

Jondra glanced at the balding servant, at the concern on his wrinkled face.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

"I am the Lady Jondra of the House Perashanid of Zamora," Jondra said, her voice quaking.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986

He made an elegant bow to Jondra, then backed away, calling as he straightened.

Conan The Magnificent Jordan, Robert 1986