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"What dows that mean?" I asked.
"Specifically, I don't know," he told me. "But the power in the Keep
can be used against a person who is empowered by the Keep. I learned that
much in Sharu's notes. But Mom took them away before I read them all, and I
never saw them again. Never trust - that's her motto. I think."
"You're saying...?"
"I'm saying that if something happens to me and he comes up a winner in
this game, I believe she knows some special way of destroying him."
"Oh."
"I'm also pretty sure that she'll have to be asked very nicely."
"Somehow, I think I already knew that."
He gave a humorless chuckle.
"So you tell her that I've ended the vendetta, that I'm satisfied, and
then offer her the citadel in return for her help."
"What if she says that's not enough?"
"Hell! Turn her back into a coatrack then! It's not as if the guy can't
be killed. My dad still died with an arrow through his throat, despite his
fancy powers. A deathstroke is still a deathstroke. It's just that
delivering it to a guy like that is a lot harder."
"You really think that'll be enough?" I said.
He halted and looked at me, frowning.
"She'll argue, but of course she'll agree," he said. "It'll be a step
up in the world. And she'll want revenge on Mask as much as that piece of
her former holdings. But to answer your question, don't trust her
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