The Sarazin stiffened. A flash of anger crossed his face. But he schooled his expression a moment later as Kaizan watched him with caution, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
"It's a pleasure to have amongst us," the Sarazin said and dismounted his horse. The rest of the men did the same following their leader.
Kaizan too dismounted his horse and helped her down. When Sarazin came to him, the two clasped each other's upper arms and then embraced. Olivia watched the two men with wonder in her eyes, not sure as to why Sarazin became angry when he saw her. But then the reputation of her pack wasn't that good, so maybe that could be a reason.
The Mords were dark and tanned with dark eyes and black hair. Their noses were prominent and the eyes were almond shaped under straight eyebrows. With prominent cheekbones, they were not very tall and Kaizan and his soldiers were taller than anyone in the village.
