Yes, he thought now, Bronnn Pallln was just the sort of V'ornn heneeded for his stalking-horse—weak, docile, malleable. The likelihood of a dangerousresidue, she claimed. Except it wasn't as simple as that. obediently standing behind the indigo silken cord, removed from the place ofhonor where only the Stogggul males were allowed.
Harder, Tezziq whispered in an odd, strangled voice. She felt a sudden tingling in her mind, and was all at once aware of the sound of the power bournsrunning deep beneath the foundations. And where is the traitor now? Down in one of my interrogation cells, no doubt? No, regent. I am the Dar Sala-at.
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