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. "Out, now," ordered the captain. She and the
guards stepped behind Flint. The captain approached one of
the doors, but stopped when Flint called to her.
"Wait!" the hill dwarf shouted.
The frawl turned and looked at him curiously. He noticed
that several of her coppery curls had fallen over one of her
eyes. Impatiently, she pushed the offending locks away.
"What is it?" she asked.
"Might I know your name?" Flint felt compelled to ask the
question.
She hesitated a moment, and Flint thought her face soft-
ened in the bare light.
"You might," she said, turning on a polished heel. She
marched to a gate in one of the walls, which the derro
guards hastily opened. They just as hastily closed it behind
her, and she disappeared from Flint's sight.
* * * * *
"Captain Cyprium to see you, my lord," intoned the burly
derro sergeant who guarded Pitrick's door.
"Send her in." The voice, from within the apartment,
sounded to Perian like the rasp of a reptile. She stepped
through the door, and it was quickly closed behind her.
"Do you have news, or is this a visit for pleasure?" Pitrick
inquired
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