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Whispering a word, he lifted the enchantment from the
baby, who drew a breath and began whimpering.
"The child?" the stranger said, starting up from the bed.
"Is her baby all right? What the servant girl said ..." There
was fear in his voice. "It isn't, it isn't dea-" He couldn't go
on.
"No," said his friend in mystified tones. "It is not what
you fear. The servant girl said she'd never seen anything
more frightening. But the baby seems fine - Ah!" The
stranger gasped in awe. Holding the baby in his arms, he
turned toward his friend. "Look, Keryl! Look at the child's
eyes!"
The young man bent over the crying baby, gently
stroking the tiny cheek with his finger. The baby turned its
head, opening its large eyes as it searched instinctively for
nourishment, love, and warmth.
"The eyes are . . . gold!" Keryl whispered. "Burning
gold as the sun! Nothing like this has ever occurred in OUR
people. ... I wonder - "
"A gift from her human father, no doubt. Although I know
of no humans with eyes like this. But that secret, too,
Amberyl took with her." He sighed, shaking his head. Then
he looked back down at the whimpering baby. "Her
daughter is as lovely as her mother," the man said, wrapping
the baby tightly in its blankets
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