FIC: Desert Prince REDUX. Fascicle the Seventh

 Another installment of Desert Prince! Complete with original feedback from LJ, Sept. 2003. If anyone knows what became of dear Pecos, I would be very grateful to know. 

The Desert Prince. lotrps AU.

Fascicle the Seventh:  archiveofourown.org/works/854901/chapters/184699216

This fascicle features Orlando, Sean and John Rhys aka the first-person-narrator, the beloved friend and guardian and the Uncle.

A taste:

I drew the folds of my turban about my face and tried to walk upright and in a carefree manner as I made my way back to the thoroughfare.  A sparrow hopped along the ground, hugging the shade of the walls.  All was calm in the noonday heat.  I made myself grey as a mouse but I was a mouse caught in a trap, and the Duke was just toying with us as he left us to scuttle around the maze of his deceitfully peaceful realm.

Icon = Becca Ming's cover for this fic (2003; detail thereof)