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He, too, took no liberty with her as she sat, bound up, on his
knee, but smiled shyly at her.
It was the same with all the rest of her partners. Some,
she sensed, would have kissed her if they'd had more nerve.
Hollow-sky would certainly not have hesitated, but he had
not stayed for the dance. Still, she found herself irritated
that no other Que-shu warrior had the courage to touch his
lips to her own. No one had even held her as closely as
Riverwind had.
"Is Riverwind kissing his other partners?" she wondered
curiously. "Does he watch them with the same hunter's
look?" It was impossible to sneak a peek at him, though,
and still pay attention to what she was doing. The pauses in
the music and the uneasiness of her partners became more
unbearable. Embarrassed and frustrated, she vowed silently
not to wait until her wedding night for a kiss. . . .
Then Goldmoon was once again only one partner away
from Riverwind. He danced with Ravenhair. They held each
other as aloofly as possible. Goldmoon understood that
Ravenhair resented Riverwind's defeat of her brother,
Hawker. But whether her escort had been so distant with all
his other partners, the princess could not know.
The last repeat to the dance came with all the original
couples together
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