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The soft slither of coin arhast warriors Itkovian studied the woman in the lead Hetan’s face was s visage would re as they chose, and the Shield Anvil suspected he would not live to see its rerey, there is a brutal beauty to this woman

’Where is the hill bear and his scrawny pup?’ Hetan demanded

’Fener’s Mortal Sword and the Destriant have just e behind you, Hetan’

She bared her teeth ’Good, let us gopriests, then’

’I still wonder why you have requested this audience, Hetan,’ Itkovian said ’If you are to announce the ihast to our aid, the Mask Council is not the place to do so Efforts will begin immediately to manipulate you and your people, towards an endless and infectious mire of petty rivalries and battles of will If you will not infore you to speak with Prince Jelarkan-’

’You talk too much, wolf’

Itkovian fell silent, his eyes narrowing

’Your mouth will be too busy when I bed you,’ she continued ’I will insist’

The Shield Anvil swung to face Brukhalian and Karnadas as they arrived He saluted

’There’s some colour in your face, sir,’ the Destriant observed ’Which was not the case when you returned froh ’He is about to lie with a woman for the first time’

Karnadas raised his brows at Itkovian ’What of your vows, Shield Anvil?’

’My vows rehast is runted ’Besides, aren’t you in , Hetan?’