Asword hung at her left hip; a sheathed dagger lay tied down to her right thigh. “It is in fact true that I may require your protection at certain times,” Xanthus said. Summoning up hercourage, she walked to the cell door. As she entered, several consuls in their blue robes nodded reverently, then returned to their work.
Knowing it would only makehim appear more obese, he resisted the urge to turn sideways. “Lead them down,” Rafe ordered. Traax seemed near death. Both sides were covered with OldEutracian craft formulas.
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