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4--Hell

Even the fierce pounding on his study door couldn’t co and Jaenelle’s shrieks of outrage

Saetan closed the book on the lectern There was a tio, when no one wanted to open that door, let alone pu himself onto a corner of the blackwood desk, he crossed his arms and waited

Andulvar burst into the roo blend of fear and fury Prothvar ca Jaenelle by the back of her dress When she tried to break his grip, he grabbed her from behind and lifted her off her feet

"Put me down, Prothvar!" Jaenelle cocked her knee and pistoned her leg back into Prothvar’s groin

Prothvar howled and dropped her

Instead of falling, Jaenelle executed a neat roll in the air before springing to her feet, still a foot above the floor, and unleashing a string of profanities in es than Saetan could identify

Saetan forced himself to look authoritatively neutral and decided, reluctantly, that this wasn’t the best ti Ladies "Witch-child, kicking a et his attention, but it’s not so a child should do" He winced when she turned all her attention on him

"Why not?" she demanded "A friend told rabbed me from behind He made me promise"

Saetan raised an eyebrow "This friend is

Before he could pursue it further, Andulvar rumbled ominously, "That’s not the problem, SaDiablo"

"Then what is the problem?" Not that he really wanted to know

Prothvar pointed at Jaenelle "That littleshetell hilared at Prothvar "It was your fault You laughed and wouldn’t teach me You knocked me down"

Saetan raised one hand "Slon Teach you what?"

"He wouldn’t teach ly

"You don’t have wings!" Prothvar snapped

"I can fly as well as you can!"

"You haven’t got the training!"

"Because you wouldn’t teachto!"

Jaenelle flung out an Eyrien curse that made Prothvar’s eyes pop

Andulvar’s face turned an alar shade of purple before he pointed to the door and roared, "OUT!"

Jaenelle flounced out of the study with Prothvar li after her

Saetan clah Sweet Darkness, hoanted to laugh, but the look in Andulvar’s eyes warned hie in a no-holds-barred brawl

"You find this as

Saetan cleared his throat several times "I suppose it’s difficult for Prothvar to find hiirl I didn’t realize a warrior’s ego bruises so easily"

Andulvar’s grie

Saetan became annoyed "Be reasonable, Andulvar So she wants to learn to fly You saell she balances on air"

"I saw a lot round his teeth and counted to ten Twice "So tell me"

Andulvar crossed his"The waif’s friend Katrine is showing her how to fly, but Katrine flies like a butterfly and Jaenelle wants to fly like a hawk, like an Eyrien So she asked Prothvar to teach her And he laughed, which, I ad to do, and she--"

"Got her back up"

"--juh tower of the Hall"

There was a moment of silence before Saetan exploded "What?"

"You know the high tower, SaDiablo You built this damned place She climbed onto the top of the wall and ju?"

Saetan clamped his hands on the desk His whole body shook "So Prothvar caught her when she fell"