Aye, sir, Istvan repeated, and turned his back on the dowser. Tealdo studied himself in the little hand mirror. Algarvianshave the arrogance to make good soldiers and good mages, but they areonly men, as we are, as the Jelgavans are as well. He did not know what the signal was, but hoped to learnmore by the way the other leviathan rider responded.
She'll thinkI've forgotten her, poor thing. King Swernmel, may demons tear out his entrails and dance with them,will wall and gnash his teeth when he thinks of the day he sent his anniesover the border into Zuwayza. I'll talk with them, too. He contrived to make that sound like a threat.
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