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. That much was certain. Wrapping
her scarf tighter about her face, covering her skin from the
biting snow, she asked herself what she intended to do when
they did stop. Would she tell the mage?
What choice do I have? she argued with herself bitterly
and, even as she asked the question, she slipped and
stumbled. There! she thought, a sickening wave of fear
convulsing her. It's beginning already, the weakness that
came from the bond. And if it was happening to her, it must
be happening to him also! Would it be worse in a human?
she wondered in sudden alarm. What if he died!
No, she would tell him tonight, she decided firmly.
Then, stopping to lean against a tree and catch her breath,
she closed her eyes.
And after you've told - then what?
"I don't know . . ." she murmured to herself brokenly.
"The gods help me. I don't know!"
So lost in her fear and inner turmoil was Amberyl that,
for a moment, she did not notice that the snow had suddenly
ceased falling, the cutting, biting wind had lessened. When
she became aware of the fact, she looked around. There
were stars, she saw, and even moonlight! Solinari shone
brightly, turning the snow silver and the white-covered
woods into a wondrous realm of the most fantastic beauty
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