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file:///G|/Program%20Files/eMule/Incoming/Da...20Word%202%20-%20Faery%20Lands%20Forlorn.txt (3 of 254) [10/18/2004 4:59:03 PM] file:///G|/Program%20Files/eMule/Incoming/Dave%20Duncan%20-%2...20Man%20Of%20His%20Word%202%20-%20Faery%20Lands%20Forlorn.txt "The woman who calls herself Sultana Rasha? You have met her? She is beyond that drape-wherever that may be?" He folded his arms imperiously. "Beyond that drape is Krasnegar, my kingdom!" Inos shouted, feeling her threadbare self-control starting to rip. This ordeal had been going for a whole day and night, and she just couldn't take much more. "I want to go home!" "Indeed?" He seemed skeptical. "You have no magic of your own, either of you?" "None!" Inos shouted. "Inos!" Kade frowned disapprovingly. The djinn shrugged. "Well, I am no sorcerer, merely the rightful ruler of this domain. For sorcery you must deal with the bitch. " you?" Inos demanded, still ignoring glances from Kade. The djinn scowled grotesquely at the magical drape behind them. "You have met her, I presume?" "Queen Rasha? I mean Sultana-" His already ruddy face darkened and reddened even more. "She is no queen, no sultana! She was a dockside harlot who illicitly acquired occult powers. Now she styles herself sultana, but there is no truth in that! None!" Just for a moment, his anger betrayed his youth. But Inos knew that Rasha had not truly impressed her as royalty. She had not sounded right, or moved right. "What a marvelous view you have here!" Kade exclaimed, firmly changing the subject. For the first time, Inos took a serious look at where she was. The room was big, much larger than Inisso's chamber of puissance, but not unlike. It was obviously located high up, it was circular, and it had four windows. If those similarities were important and not just coincidence, they must mean that this also was a sorcerer's chamber. A sorceress's, of course. Rasha's. The walls were of white marble, supporting a huge bulbous dome of the same milky rock. There were no windows in the great |
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