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." The
vision began to fade. "Farewell, daughter. I know you will
prove worthy of the honor bestowed upon you. Remember
that my love is with you always." Then the vision was gone.
Goldmoon remained kneeling, still feeling the warmth
of her mother's love and puzzling over the test her mother
had given her. She did not know how long she had been
silent when she heard Riverwind crying out her name. The
altar no longer glowed blue, and all about her was darkness.
When she turned toward Riverwind's voice, she could see
the circular, red glow of their fire-beetle lantern.
"I'm over here," the princess called out.
"Goldmoon! Are you all right?" the warrior asked as he
ran, limping, up to her. "Where have you been? Why didn't
you answer me?"
"I've been here all along, holding the ceremony I came
to perform. I didn't hear you call me."
"I've been shouting your name for a long time now,"
Riverwind insisted. Goldmoon could see that his face was
pale and anxious.
"How strange," the princess whispered. "And I thought
YOU had disappeared."
Riverwind's voice grew stem, hiding his fear for her in
a show of annoyance. "Don't ever go off without me again!
There's no telling what evil creatures inhabit this tomb! And
you with nothing to defend yourself but that stupid crystal
dagger of yours
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