omasso. Any woman or boy I desired.

    Baerd felt rengt once in raveling, tter cold and rutted tracks of er,  for a  or an easier pace. Not once  a task, so rise in t once given any sign of t must ibar.  of all imes lety and leaders arrogance and  reserve, nothing held back.

    It reds and t  tyrants come and take tary pride.

    And sitting t again, ainty, in t, t  triving for, t for s driven aoget s of a mans life,  oget and bitter tigana and her name.

    Certain t impossible in fact, and orn a  just past, in a place of deepest magic, and  in t green darkness as if tern bindings t

    oo, a quiet one o take s he had feared would never happen while he lived.

    quot;My lord,quot; ly to tting t;do you kno I o love you in time her?”

    quot;By triad!quot; Sandre said, a little too quickly. quot;And I  even given you tion!”

    Baerd smiled, said noto guess at t  later t voice: quot;And I you, my friend. All of you. You . Even a  a future  lie a you il I die.”

    Gravely,  a palm and toucting tionless, er. Botly, reac from the river.

    Baerd called softly back, and a moment later a small boat bumped  gently  against  triana,  stepping lightly, came ashore.

    At t of   t yet risen and Baerd couldnt see w was.

    Catriana said, quot;t e a bloered?”

    Sandre, be as t ter-of-factness of cone  ;You s regea t you were being ravished.”

    quot;Yes, ; s;Do forgive me. I  sure myself.”

    quot; o your ; Sandre asked suddenly fr