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"Quest?" Palin muttered bitterly, sliding down off his
horse. "Accompanying you and Sturm to Castle Uth Wistan
so that you can join the knighthood. This isn't a quest! It's
been like a kender outing, and both you and Father knew it
would be when you decided I could go! Why, the most
danger we've been in since we left home was from that
serving wench who tried to cut off Sturm's ears with a
butcher knife!"
"It was a mistake anyone could make," Sturm muttered,
flushing. "I keep telling you! - I intended to grab her mugs.
She was what you might call a buxom girl and, when she
leaned over me, holding the tray, I wasn't exactly paying
attention to what I was doing - "
"Oh, you were paying attention, all right!" Palin said
grimly. "Even when she came at you with a knife, we had
to drag you out of there! And your eyes were the size of
your shield."
"Well, at least I'm interested in such things," Sturm said
irritably. "Not like some people I could mention, who seem
to think themselves too good - "
"I have high standards!" retorted Palin. "I don't tumble
for every 'buxom' blonde who jiggles in my direction - "
"Stop it, both of you!" Tanin ordered tiredly. "Sturm,
take the horses around and see that they're brushed down
and fed
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