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.Myrmeen went to her."Krystin, what's wrong? We're not going to hurt you."Krystin kicked at the mage's legs, then leaned down and bit the fleshy part of his arm.He winced at the pain but did not let her go."Stop that," Myrmeen said."Lucius is your friend.We all are.""Let me go!" she screamed."You didn't say we were going back there! That's where they live.That's where they hide.That where they do things to you!""Krystin, we have to go back to Calimport.There is a man who has to be paid for his services.Once that's done," she said, looking back at the Harpers, "then we'll leave."Reisz nodded, closing his eyes then opening them slowly."I'm sorry." Krystin started weeping."You're not stupid.I'm sorry I said that.Just don't take me back there."Ord laughed."It's just an act.Look at her, she's-""She's terrified, Ord," Myrmeen said, the yellow slivers in her rich blue eyes appearing to burn with the flames of her anger.Ord looked away.Krystin's body relaxed as she watched Myrmeen.She turned her face in Cardoc's direction."I won't try to run.You can let me go."Sensing the truth in her tone, Lucius released her.She turned to him and said, "I'm sorry about your arm.""It will heal," he said, "unlike some wounds you cannot see that sometimes take a lifetime to heal."Myrmeen nodded.He had been looking at her as he spoke.She placed her hand on Krystin's shoulder.The girl did not try to force it away."What did they do to you? What did those monsters make you do?""I'd find people for them," she said, lowering her head in shame.Myrmeen guided Krystin back to the circle, and they sat with the others.She kept her arm around the girl, and the shivering fourteen-year-old did not protest."Those creatures don't need humans to do their work for them," Reisz said."We've seen them.They can pass for human at any time.""Some of them can," Krystin said darkly."Not all.""So you found people for them," Myrmeen said."Then what happened?""Don't you know?"Myrmeen shook her head."You don't know what the Night Parade monsters do to their prey? How they survive? What they live on?"The Harpers were silent."Really?" she asked in stunned disbelief."But you wish to make war on them.You slaughter them without understanding the reasons for what they do.""It sounds as if you're defending them," Ord said as he saw their dinner fire slowly die."No," she said."No, kill them.Kill them all, if you can.I just don't think you know what you're dealing with.""So tell us," Myrmeen said."You're not the hunters," she said."You're not the ones that have been seeking them out and killing them for the past two years."Ord raised an eyebrow."Why do you say-""Enough," Burke said."No.We are not the ones.We only arrived in Calimport a short time ago."Krystin buried her face in her hands and drew a sharp breath.She laughed a hollow laugh and shook her head in amazement."How many of you are there? What's the size of your army?""Why would you ask us that?" Myrmeen said."Because I only see six of you in this tent," Krystin said slowly."And I can guarantee there are over six thousand of the monsters in Calimport alone…"Outside, the rain began to level off.The storm rolled on, moving deeper into the desert.A sharp crack of lightning sounded in the distance.Within the tent, Burke stoked the fire.He felt comforted by the warmth and watched the reddish orange glow of the flames as he quietly said, "Tell us everything."Krystin nodded and began to speak.Myrmeen listened to her daughter's words with mounting fear.She gained an education into the nature of an evil that astonished even her jaded sensibilities, and the thunder that eventually followed sounded like a promise that the storm soon would return.Eight"That is all I can give you," Myrmeen said.Pieraccinni sat behind his desk, regarding the pile of coins and jewels before him with an amused expression."I know I said a small token of faith would suffice, but I didn't expect it to be this small.""You'll get all that's coming to you," Myrmeen said stiffly as she stood before the merchant."Or do you not trust the word of Myrmeen Lhal, ruler of Arabel?"Pieraccinni's gaze slowly rose from the riches on his desk to the piercing stare of the magnificent brunette.Her unusual blue-and-gold eyes were hard and unyielding."Why do I get the feeling you told Dak something very similar before you lopped his head off?" he asked.Myrmeen leaned forward."Perhaps because he tried my patience, too."The bald merchant of arms and men leaned back, rocked in his chair, and laughed."If you ever get tired of your post in Arabel, I hope you will consider giving me a chance to employ you.""In what position? On my back or bent over your desk?" Myrmeen asked bitterly, tired of thinly veiled propositions.Pieraccinni shook his head and opened his hands."As a negotiator.You are far too suspicious."Myrmeen glanced around the room [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Myrmeen went to her."Krystin, what's wrong? We're not going to hurt you."Krystin kicked at the mage's legs, then leaned down and bit the fleshy part of his arm.He winced at the pain but did not let her go."Stop that," Myrmeen said."Lucius is your friend.We all are.""Let me go!" she screamed."You didn't say we were going back there! That's where they live.That's where they hide.That where they do things to you!""Krystin, we have to go back to Calimport.There is a man who has to be paid for his services.Once that's done," she said, looking back at the Harpers, "then we'll leave."Reisz nodded, closing his eyes then opening them slowly."I'm sorry." Krystin started weeping."You're not stupid.I'm sorry I said that.Just don't take me back there."Ord laughed."It's just an act.Look at her, she's-""She's terrified, Ord," Myrmeen said, the yellow slivers in her rich blue eyes appearing to burn with the flames of her anger.Ord looked away.Krystin's body relaxed as she watched Myrmeen.She turned her face in Cardoc's direction."I won't try to run.You can let me go."Sensing the truth in her tone, Lucius released her.She turned to him and said, "I'm sorry about your arm.""It will heal," he said, "unlike some wounds you cannot see that sometimes take a lifetime to heal."Myrmeen nodded.He had been looking at her as he spoke.She placed her hand on Krystin's shoulder.The girl did not try to force it away."What did they do to you? What did those monsters make you do?""I'd find people for them," she said, lowering her head in shame.Myrmeen guided Krystin back to the circle, and they sat with the others.She kept her arm around the girl, and the shivering fourteen-year-old did not protest."Those creatures don't need humans to do their work for them," Reisz said."We've seen them.They can pass for human at any time.""Some of them can," Krystin said darkly."Not all.""So you found people for them," Myrmeen said."Then what happened?""Don't you know?"Myrmeen shook her head."You don't know what the Night Parade monsters do to their prey? How they survive? What they live on?"The Harpers were silent."Really?" she asked in stunned disbelief."But you wish to make war on them.You slaughter them without understanding the reasons for what they do.""It sounds as if you're defending them," Ord said as he saw their dinner fire slowly die."No," she said."No, kill them.Kill them all, if you can.I just don't think you know what you're dealing with.""So tell us," Myrmeen said."You're not the hunters," she said."You're not the ones that have been seeking them out and killing them for the past two years."Ord raised an eyebrow."Why do you say-""Enough," Burke said."No.We are not the ones.We only arrived in Calimport a short time ago."Krystin buried her face in her hands and drew a sharp breath.She laughed a hollow laugh and shook her head in amazement."How many of you are there? What's the size of your army?""Why would you ask us that?" Myrmeen said."Because I only see six of you in this tent," Krystin said slowly."And I can guarantee there are over six thousand of the monsters in Calimport alone…"Outside, the rain began to level off.The storm rolled on, moving deeper into the desert.A sharp crack of lightning sounded in the distance.Within the tent, Burke stoked the fire.He felt comforted by the warmth and watched the reddish orange glow of the flames as he quietly said, "Tell us everything."Krystin nodded and began to speak.Myrmeen listened to her daughter's words with mounting fear.She gained an education into the nature of an evil that astonished even her jaded sensibilities, and the thunder that eventually followed sounded like a promise that the storm soon would return.Eight"That is all I can give you," Myrmeen said.Pieraccinni sat behind his desk, regarding the pile of coins and jewels before him with an amused expression."I know I said a small token of faith would suffice, but I didn't expect it to be this small.""You'll get all that's coming to you," Myrmeen said stiffly as she stood before the merchant."Or do you not trust the word of Myrmeen Lhal, ruler of Arabel?"Pieraccinni's gaze slowly rose from the riches on his desk to the piercing stare of the magnificent brunette.Her unusual blue-and-gold eyes were hard and unyielding."Why do I get the feeling you told Dak something very similar before you lopped his head off?" he asked.Myrmeen leaned forward."Perhaps because he tried my patience, too."The bald merchant of arms and men leaned back, rocked in his chair, and laughed."If you ever get tired of your post in Arabel, I hope you will consider giving me a chance to employ you.""In what position? On my back or bent over your desk?" Myrmeen asked bitterly, tired of thinly veiled propositions.Pieraccinni shook his head and opened his hands."As a negotiator.You are far too suspicious."Myrmeen glanced around the room [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]