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. "I have come to warn you. That false cleric, of whom
you speak, is rousing the citizens to violence against the
great library! Tomorrow they threaten to burn it, and all the
knowledge it holds, to the ground."
Nikol looked from one to the other, expecting shock,
action, expressions of outrage. No one moved, no one said a
word. The knights didn't even seem surprised. Their faces
grew more grim and rigid, and dark lines deepened.
"Am I correct in understanding that you did not come
here to ask forgiveness for your crime, Daughter?" the lord
knight said.
Nikol stared at him.
"You . .. What... My crime? Didn't you hear what I just
said, my lord? The great library is in danger! Not only that,
but the city of Palanthas itself could fall into the hands of
this evil man and his henchmen!"
"What happens in Palanthas is none of our concern,
Daughter," said the lord knight.
"None of your concern? How can you say that?"
"Many of these men came from Palanthas, as did I
myself. The people drove us out. They attacked our homes,
threatened our families. My own lady died at the hands of
the mob."
"Yet," said Michael quietly, "by the Measure, Sir
Knight, you are bound in Paladine's name to protect the
innocent - "
"Innocent!" The lord knight's eyes flashed. "If the city of
Palanthas burns to the ground, it will be no more than the
rabble deserve! Paladine, in his righteous wrath, has turned
his face from them. Let the Dark Queen take them and be
damned!"
"The wrath of the gods has fallen upon all of us," said
Michael
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