"Dave Duncan - A Man Of His Word 2 - Faery Lands Forlorn" - читать интересную книгу автора (Duncan Dave)own ways and their independence. We draw our strength from the desert,
scorning the decadence of those who dwell in milder climes." Oh, just juicy! Barbarians. Again Inos tried the infuriating drapery of gems; again it refused to admit her. What was Rasha doing? Was Rap all right, or had the impish legionaries finally broken down the door? Her legs wobbled with weariness, but she must stay close to this impossible sorcery in the hope that somehow it would lead her home again. Azak's eyes had made her think of rubies on first sight, but now they had darkened to garnets and were regarding her with a haughty stare that reminded her of Firedragon, the stallion. "You truly have no occult power ... your Majesty?" Inos shook her head, feeling weary now beyond speech. A whole world between her and Krasnegar, and Rap. Rap? Suddenly she realized that, more than anything else, she wanted Rap here beside her. Solid, dependable, reliable Rap. How strange! Rap? The sultan fingered his beard thoughtfully. His feet had not moved since she entered. They were enclosed in very softlooking shoes that curled up absurdly at the toes. Certainly not desert wear. Rather decadent, in fact. "That is indeed curious." "In what way?" Aunt Kade inquired, casting another worried glance at Inos. "Because the sorceress slut has cast a spell upon me. By rights you should both have been turned to stone before now." "Turned to stone!" Inos and Kade echoed in chorus. He nodded. "Anyone who grants me my correct honorific . . . I wonder if file:///G|/Program%20Files/eMule/Incoming/Da...20Word%202%20-%20Faery%20Lands%20Forlorn.txt (5 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 curse works only on my own subjects, not strangers? No, the ambassador from Shuggaran was smitten." It would have been kind of him to have mentioned the matter sooner. "This petrification," Kade murmured, obviously deeply offended by the idea, "is it ... reversible?" |
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