”“I suppose so,” Rafe said. Alfred looked into the rider’s face. “At least not one that we believe we can relyon. It was a male voice, coming from theopposite side of the clearing.
The enveloper finally releasedits grip. “I certainly hope this will be worth one thousand kisa,” he whispered. The meeting chamber was a bloodbath. He had no idea whether shrewscould communicate with their masters, but he couldn’t take the chance.
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