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. If Julian were to kill Luke and cry vendetta, I was
certain that Random would merely nod and agree. Perhaps he'd even smile.
Hard to say. If I were Random, I would greet Luke's removal with a sight of
relief. In fact, that was one of the reasons I'd come along. Supposing this
whole deal were a setup? I couild'n picture Vialle as a part of it, but she
could easily have been deceived by Julian and Benedict. Supposing Dalt
wasn't even out there?
Or suppose he were - and that what he'd really asked for was Luke's
head? After all, he had tried to kill Luke fairly recently. I had to admit
the possibility now, and I also had to admit that Julian was the most likely
candidate to be a willing party to such a design. For the good of Amber.
Julian's gaze met mine, and I wore as affectless a mask as his own.
"Good evening, Merlin," he said. "Do you have a special part in this
plan?"
"I'm an observer," I answered. "Anything else I may do will be dictated
by circumstance."
From somewhere outside I heard the growling of a hellhound.
``So long as you keep out of the,way," Julian said.
I smiled.
"Sorcerers have special ways of avoiding notice, " I replied.
He studied me again, wondering, I am certain, whether that involved
some sort of threat-to defend Luke or avenge him.
Then he shrugged and turned away to where a small table held an
unrolled map, weighted in place with a rock and a dagger
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