She was just as exquisite as he remembered her. Stunning beauty, perfect body, and skin so flawless he almost groaned. Her flesh was so deliciously golden he could barely keep his hand from reaching inside his breast pocket and gripping the knife secreted there. Oh, the delightful things he would do to her. His large and varied collection included a stiletto he'd acquired in Florence, a Yoroidoshi from Japan, and he'd most recently acquired a narrow seax, a blade that shared his Germanic ancestry. The seax blade was fashioned from steel, and engraved with the writhing body of a ruby-eyed serpent. The craftsman carved the hilt from a whale's tooth, and shaved it to fit the blade perfectly.
The stunning seax. His favorite.
Sadly, it was locked away in a secure place. He trembled with the desire to wrap his fingers around the handle, to feel the weight, and see the curved blade glisten beneath the candlelight.