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. "It's not enough you almost get yourself
killed attacking Hollow-sky, you have to also bury yourself
alive!"
"I stabbed him to save your life," Goldmoon reminded
him with equal curtness.
Riverwind drew away from her. "You should have run,"
he said coldly, "not tried to save me. After all, I'm supposed
to protect you, not the other way around."
"You are no use as a bodyguard if you are dead!"
Goldmoon retorted, not understanding her own anger.
Remembering those terrible moments when she thought
Riverwind was going to die, she began to tremble.
"I suppose not," Riverwind said, chagrined. She could
hear him withdraw even further.
Reaching out, Goldmoon found his hands in the
darkness and took them in her own. "And, if you had died, I
would have died out there, too," she whispered.
Riverwind drew several deep breaths without speaking.
Goldmoon could feel his hands quivering in her own.
Releasing his hands and moving forward, she wrapped her
arms about him and rested her head against his chest. This
time she noticed that his leather armor smelled of the spiced
oil used to clean it. Riverwind pressed her near, holding her
gently. In the cold, damp cavern, he radiated heat like a fire
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