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Androl stared blankly at Pevara, as if he had just heard a surprising piece of news "I don’t know Maybe it’s so to do with my Talent" "I see" Pevara was silent a moment "By the hat happened to your sword?"

Androl reached by reflex to his side The sheath hung there, e had struck near therab it as they fled He groaned "Garfin would send ht if he heard of this"

"It’s not that important", Pevara said "You have better weapons"

"It’s the principle", Androl said "Carrying a sword re a net rewater res ain We have to find Taim, Pevara The seals"

"Well, we can’t find hihed, but nodded

"Excellent", she said "I hate being a target"

"What do we do instead?"

"We approach this with careful study, not with swinging swords"

She probably had a point "Ande did? Pevara, you usedfrom her cup "Now, if only this were tea"

Androl raised his eyebrows He took the cup back, opened a sers and dropped a few dried tea leaves into the cup He boiled it for a moh another gateway

"Had so the cup back "It looks like nobody moved it"

She sipped the tea, then sht! How long had it been since he’d felt this way about a wo fools, wasn’t it?

Of course, the young fools never could see straight They’d look for a pretty face, and stop there Androl had been around long enough to know that a pretty face was nothing compared to the type of solidity a woman like Pevara displayed Control, steadiness, deter could bring

It was the saood leather was leather that had been used and worn, like a strap that had been cared for over the years You never knew for certain if you could rely on a new strap Once it had been your co to read that thought", Pevara said "Did you justcompare me to an old strap of leather?"

He blushed