"Raymond E. Feist - Kingdom of the Isles 1 - Prince of the Blood" - читать интересную книгу автора (Feist Raymond E)the cards. The dandy said, "Are you staying or folding?"
"Well," answered the young man, "this is something of a poser." He looked at his brother. "Eriand, I would have sworn an oath to Astalon the Judge that I saw a Blue Lady flip when that soldier tossed in his hand." "Why," answered his twin with a twisted smile, "does that pose a problem, Borric?" "Because I also have a Blue Lady in my hand." Men began to back away from the table as the tone of conversation shifted. Discussion of what cards one held was not the norm. "I still see no problem," observed Eriand, "as there are two Blue Ladies in the deck." With a malicious grin, Borric said, "But you see, our friend over here," he indicated the dandy, "also has a Blue Lady tucked just not quite far enough back in his sleeve." Instantly the room erupted into motion as men put as much distance as possible between the combatants and themselves. Borric leaped from his seat, gripping the and his two henchmen back. Eriand had his rapier and a long dirk out as the dandy drew his slamanca. . One of the two sailors lost his footing and fell forward. As he tried to rise, he found his chin met by the toe of Borric's boot. He collapsed into a heap at the young mercenary's feet. The dandy leaped forward, executing a vicious cut at Eriand's head. Eriand deftly parried with his dirk and returned a vicious thrust his opponent barely dodged. Both men knew they faced an opponent worthy of wariness. The innkeeper was circling the room, armed with a large cudgel, threatening anyone who sought to Homecoming enlarge the fray. As he neared the door, the man in the hood stepped out with startling speed and gripped his wrist. He spoke briefly, and the innkeeper's face drained of color. The proprietor briskly nodded once and quickly slipped out the door. Borric disposed of the second sailor with little trouble |
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