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. He gathered the bond
links in his hands and lashed out at the nearest man. The
guard folded under the blow and bowled over his comrades.
Soren lumbered forward. Artavash released Sturm and
turned to meet the sergeant.
"No, Soren! Stop!" cried Sturm. Artavash nimbly
dodged the guardsman's rush. She brought the flat of her
blade in hard on Soren's head. The sergeant buckled and fell
face down on the cool marble floor. Carin screamed.
Artavash waved the sword point under Carin's nose.
"Don't shout so! My head is splitting!"
"Too much wine," said Lady Ilys coldly.
"Enough! By the gods, your tongue is sharper than a
dozen swords," Artavash said. "I have no more time to dally
with you. The guards will lock you in your rooms." She
gave the orders in Kernaffi. Two men picked up Soren, and
the rest formed in close order around the two women.
"Sturm! Sturm!" his mother called. He made a step
toward her, but was collared by a grim-faced Artavash.
"The time for indulgences is past," she said. "If you
resist, the two women will die."
"Mother!" he cried desperately.
"Come." Artavash seized Sturm by the wrist and
dragged him away.
Radiz joined them in the main hall. He was splendid in
his fine armor and plume, but his face was expressionless
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