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northern borders fighting goblins and the Brotherhood of the Dark
Path." He used the common name for the moredhel, the dark
'elves who lived on the far side of the mountains known as the
Teeth of the World. "I heard that the King got into some serious
business down in Kesh once, a run-in with slavers or some such
thing. Whatever it was, he came out of it with a good opinion of
the Common man, for a king.
"We haven't had a court-bred king since King Rodric, before


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old King Lyam took the throne, and that was before I was born.
These are tough men who've spent some time soldiering, and it'll
take a few more generations before any in this family becomes
soft. The Captain will see to that." There was something in his
voice that hinted at strong emotions; Roo glanced at the sergeant
and tried to glean what it was, but de Loungville's expression had
returned to a broad grin.
"What are you thinking?" asked Erik of Roo, his best friend
since childhood.
Roo said, "Just how funny families can be." He pointed to the
group on the dock, listening carefully to Nicholas.
Erik said, "Notice our Captain."
Roo nodded. He knew Erik meant Calis. The elflike man stood
off to one side, with just enough distance between himself and
the others to be apart, yet close enough to answer questions when
asked.
Robert de Loungville said, "He's been my friend for twenty
years. He found me serving with Daniel Troville, Lord Highcastle,
and dragged me away from the border wars to go to the strangest
places a man can imagine. I've been with him longer than any man
in his company, eaten cold rations with him, slept beside him,
watched men die in his arms, even had him carry me for two days
after the fall of Hamsa, but I can't say I know the man."
Erik asked, "Is it true he's part elf"
De Loungville rubbed his chin. "I can't say I know the truth of
that. He told me his father came from Crydee originally; a kitchen
boy, he claims. He doesn't talk about his past much. Mostly he
plans for the future, and takes barracks rats like you two and turns
them into soldiers. But it's worthwhile. I wasn't much more than
a barracks rat myself when he found me. Worked up from that to
my grand station today." He said the last with an even broader