Thpalace servitors scratched their heads, shrugged shrugs even the melodramatic Algarvians might have envied, and went back to whatever thewere doing. Let'sget rid of that cursed thing before it flames half the forest afire. She thought -she feared - it had an Algarvian sound. A serving woman carried in ajar of wine, a teapot, and a plate of honeycakes fragrant with cinnamon.
Plenty for all ordinary and most extra-ordinary purposes, that was certain. Borsos had a captain's pay to spend, not a common soldier's. Then, instead of impressing her, he aston-ished her: I was hoping to meet the two of you here tonight. HadRathar been wearing King Shazli's shoes (all Shazli was in the habit ofwearing), he would have thought about avenging himself on Unkerlant,too.
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