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. From somewhere on the
floor at his feet, he heard Dougan swearing, the dwarf
having tripped over the door-stoop in his charge and fallen
flat on his face. But Palin was too stunned, staring at his
captors, to pay any attention to him.
An incredibly gorgeous, dark-haired and dark-eyed
beauty approached Tanin. Putting her hand on his spear, she
gently pushed it to one side. Her eyes lingered
appreciatively on the young man's strong body, most of
which - due to the loincloth - was on exhibit.
"My, my," said the young woman in a sultry voice, "did
you know it was my birthday?"
More laughter sounded through the vast stone hall like
the chiming of many bells.
"Just - just stay back," Tanin ordered gruffly, raising his
spear and keeping the woman at bay.
"Well, of course," she said, raising her hands in mock
terror. "If that's what you REALLY want."
Tanin, his eyes on the dark-haired beauty, fell back a pace
to stand beside Palm. "Little Brother," he whispered, beads
of sweat on his upper lip and trickling down his forehead,
"are these women enchanted? Under some sort of spell?"
"N-no," stammered Palin, staring around him. "They . . .
they don't appear to be. I don't sense any kind of magic,
other than the force of the Graygem
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