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blooming on her cheeks, she was childlike. She would be in grave peril if she ever came within groping
range of Athel-gar the Randy, who notoriously favored nymphets.

Wolf pulled his wits together. “Tell me about yourself.”

“We are forbidden to talk about ourselves.”
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“Remember you are my subordinate, Inquisitor. How old are you?”

She shook her head, chewing and smirking down at her platter.

“I said,‘How old are you?’”

She looked up with a sultry glance that would have stopped a knight in a tilting yard. “Old enough for
anything you require, Sir Wolf.”

He was outmatched. Already he could feel old yearnings wakening. Buxom was not essential. “What
grade are you, then?”

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She sucked on a bone and waved it in a vague gesture.“Not allowed to tell.”

“At least I’m entitled to know your abilities. I have worked with snoops often enough to know they
come supplied with various tricks and skills. Some are conjuration, some come from long training, others
are gadgets in your pockets.”

“My skills will be at your disposal when needed.”

Had she been a boy, at that point Wolf would have leaned across the table and belted his ear hard
enough to spin his head like a weathercock. “When we set out today you questioned the Privy Council’s
wisdom in sending a man of my age and background to investigate an act of war or armed rebellion.Tell
me why Grand Inquisitor did not assign a sen-ior agent to support me, instead of a flippant
sixteen-year-old female ap-prentice?”That guess could be out three years either way.

“Because I was the best-qualified inquisitor available.”The gibe had amused her, which was a warning
that the truth might surprise him.

“Qualified how, other than having shapely eyebrows?”