Flashback ( PDFDrive )

“That too,” Bo said as he stepped into the sunlight, finally giving
Sophie a glimpse of his hulking form. His mottled skin had blended so
well with the shadows along a nearby rocky outcropping that he’d
been all but invisible until he moved toward her.
He wasn’t as huge as King Dimitar, but he had the same apelike
shape, with disproportionately long arms, a barrel chest, and squat,
muscled legs. He also wore the same metal diaper, but he’d paired it
with hammered steel shin guards and a spiked steel plate that curved
from the base of his neck to just above his ribs. A brutally barbed
sword hung from a steel belt clamped around his waist, along with
three saw-edged blades of varying lengths that Sophie hoped she’d
never have to see him use.
His face was lumpier than Ro’s—more like the other male ogres’
Sophie had seen. But there was something a little more refined about
his features. A stronger line to his jaw, a deeper gray to his eyes. And
paired with the tattoos swirling across his forehead, the pale green
stones pierced through his ears, and the darker green stud stuck
through the center of his lower lip, Sophie got the distinct impression
that Bo might be what other ogres considered handsome.
Even his pointed teeth had a shine as he offered her the barest
sliver of a smile and pounded his right fist against his heart.
The gesture was meant to be some sort of greeting, but Sophie was
too busy trying to place him among the ogres she’d seen that day in
Ravagog. She’d been so focused on sneaking into King Dimitar’s mind
that she hadn’t really looked at the soldiers around him—at least not
at their faces.
“You don’t remember me, do you?” Bo asked, somehow guessing
what she’d been thinking. “I wish I could say the same. It’s not easy