She laughed harshly. Once I could read this. The clever sauromician appeared prepared for just this questionfor, without skipping a beat, he answered in his dark and ominously furred voice that he would soon takethem to see the Dar Sala-at. The power bourns seemed quite strong, as if something was drawing them toward thesurface.
They may obey you, Riane said, but I will not. But I understand this much: piece by piece, her spirit is being replaced bythat of a daemon. I am meant to kill you, he cried. Now Riane recognized the singsong lilt, she knew why Perrnodt was fluent in Venca.
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