ies. I remely interested to see if any of tomorrows runners are up and down as quickly.”

    quot;ell,quot; s;t o hem.”

    quot;Dianora, have done!”

    And t tone soo far. As al sucs s gaping at .

    S Brandin needed from ed o be outrageous and impertinent. Sood o tant to erbalance to Soloress soft, unquestioning, undemanding ser. turn, balancing dEymons ascetic exercise of politics and government.

    And all t around tar t Brandin arily exiled sun, removed from t kneo this alien peninsula by loss and grief and revenge decreed.

    S. S often stray across t  inviolate.  o be over sometly trivial as t e ic commentary on court and colony—and yet bridle like a boy ed pride if seased about y to run up and doain in a morning.

    At sucimes o say ain he Audience Chamber.

    Sive esan, at t of a tyrant. Sor, living an ongoing lie o kill tal blood.

    Curned.

    And noing back o so arco bland unconcern.

    quot;t; s ;You profess to be pleased, even touclessly agitated query about your mountain run. t t  you succeeded! And yet w you

    treat it lig . . . o  tell me, my lord, in all fairness, wruly, has honored you more?”

    For a long time  and s t  s, or er on tainside. t began and ended in t were now searching her own.

    voice again, but tone so knoe of everyt  been said, and in spite of  not h fear now.

    quot;I could take you,quot; said Brandin, King of Ygrat;on t no.”

    ter beneat. y.

    quot;Peronig; srying to