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"Enough talk of brides!" the Andrah barked "You have your boon, Sharum Ka Go now before you disturb my court further!"

Jardir bowed and left

"Are you a fool?" Amadeveram demanded Jardir had not made it out of the Andrah’s palace before the old Da him into a private room

"Of course not, my Damaji," Jardir said

"Only ‘yours’ for a few hours ed "I will still be ruled by the council of Damaji, who speak with your voice But as Sharum Ka, I must represent warriors of all tribes"

"The Sharum Ka does not represent warriors, he rules them!" Amadeveram shouted "That you are Kaji is proof that Everah with this ood of all Krasia, I can and will," Jardir said "I will not be a weak figurehead for you, like the last Sharu Beco one with all of the your back on your tribe!" A to face the others," Jardir said "I implore you, turn with hast "I would sooner die in shame!"

"There was only one tribe in the time of Kaji," Jardir reminded him "Our blood enemies are also our blood"

"You are no blood of Kaji," A at Jardir’s feet "The blood of the Shar’Dama Ka has turned to carew dark and, for ahirand er and faster He could kill the oldAmadeveram would only unravel Inevera’s plans and cost him the Spear Throne

Am I doomed to always have success without pride? he asked himself

"The Sharum Ka is dead!" the Andrah cried to the asse the rows of the great tereat cacophonyto Everaht like those to the north!" the Andrah cried when the noise died down "We are Krasian! Blood of Shar’Daht till the Deliverer returns, or the spear falls from the hands of the last nie’Sharum and Krasia is buried in the sand!"

The warriors hooted at that, thrusting spears in the air

"And thus, I have chosen a new Sharuai’sharak," the Andrah said "When he was nie’Sharum, he was est in a hundred years! He was not there six months before he netted a wind demon that had killed his Watcher and knocked his drillht to the Kaji pavilion, the youngest to coht of alagai’sharak that he was sent to Sharik Hora, studying five years with the daest such since the time of the Deliverer hi the Kaji, who knew Jardir’s accomplishments well The Andrah paused a moment to let the sense of exciteo, he led his warriors in a daring rescue of the Sharach, who stood on the brink of destruction, killing alagai with his bare hands while his rew to a buzz There was not a man, woman, or child in all Krasia who had not heard that tale by now

"Ahmann asu Hoshkamin am’Jardir am’Kaji, stand before the Skull Throne!" the Andrah coed spear and shield as Jardir appeared, dressed in his Sharum blacks, his head bare

Inevera walked silently at his side as he went to the Skull Throne and prostrated hi quickly to lay the Andrah’s Evejah under his forehead as he pressed it to the rug The holy book was inked with dal’Sharum blood on vellum made from kai’Sharum skin, bound in leather from a Sharum Ka It would sear his skull if he should utter a lie while touching it