Vella/ Silk
Silk: will you stop trying to spear me with those daggers of yours!
Vella: Oh, I don't think so. I find it makes me more attractive, don't you?
Silk: I'm not in the least bit interested in how attractive you are; I thought you knew me better than that!
Vella: Oh, really? Then what did you buy me for?
Silk: because you're very valuable! I could sell you for ten times the price I bought you for!
Vella: you didn't buy me, sweetie, you lured me out of Yarblek's house while he was asleep with a barrel of beer!
Silk: sweetie? How out of character! Have you been spending too much time with Ce'Nedra and the other women? (angrily) Do you realise that that single word has just divided your value by five? I must get you back to Beldin as soon as possible!
Vella: do I have to remind you, dearest, that Beldin will happily snatch me away from you without tossing you a copper?
Silk: (flinching) dearest?? There she goes again! You've softened up! You'll only be worth a couple of coppers now!
Vella: Why? You said that other women who are perfectly polite get sold at a thousand!
Silk: Yes but they're beautiful. You, however, are as ugly as a bear; you're as soft as a cushion and as romantic as Ce'Nedra! Why can't you just turn into your old self, just for the selling?
Vella: I don't want to! I like myself as I am! If I had never changed I would never have fallen in love with you!
Silk: Vella, come and have a mug of ale with me will you?
Vella: (in her normal rough voice) Oh come on Kheldar, yer didn't really think I'd softened up did yer? I was pulling your leg!
Silk: Belar! You little rat!
Vella: you pile of filth, you soggy brained camel!
Silk: That's better! Now you can stay that way! Let's go and sell you!
Vella: But I don't want to be sold! I like yer far too much fer that! Who d'yer want to sell me to?
Silk (shortly): Kal Zakath.
Vella: WHAT??? You can't! I'll spear you with me daggers! He's so boring! Come on, gimme to Beldin! He's so funny!
Silk: definitely not! Zakath finds you so hilarious that he's willing to pay me ten million for you. Only if I bug him of course, but that's the interesting part!
Vella: isn't the word "pester"?
Silk: I like "bug" better!
Vella: But Kheldar! You should have more respect for a woman!
Silk: you hardly are a woman, Vella.
Vella: but I still don't want to spend the rest of my years with Zakath
Silk: He can be pretty funny sometimes, now that he's friendly with Garion.
Vella: yes, I suppose so, and I suppose there's always the chance he might sell me, right?
Silk: of course! Right now, we need to get you warmed up! Dagger fight?
(Vella grins from ear to ear, whips out her daggers and lunges after Silk, who reaches into his boots for his own daggers and fights back.)
This will be continued every now and again, at the moment I have in mind another two chapters, but that may change! Please check back!