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And I did. A lot of things bothered me as I studied a tapestry on the
wall, not the least being that I had never told her that Mandor was my
brother.
When my door opened after a long while, Mandor looked in both
directions. He raised his hand when I began to move toward him. I halted,
and he stepped outside and came toward me. He continued to glance about as
he advanced.
"This is Amber palace?" he inquired.
"Yes. Not the most fashionable wing, perhaps, but I call it home."
"I'd like to see it under more relaxed circumstances," he said.
I nodded. "It's a date. So tell me, what happened in there?"
He looked away, discovered the tapestry, studied it.
"It's very peculiar," he said. "I can't."
"What do you mean?"
"You still trust me, don't you?"
"Of course."
"Then trust me in this. I've a good reason for not telling you what I
learned."
"Come on, Mandor! What the hell's going on?"
"The ty'iga is not a danger to you. It really does care about your
welfare."
"So what else is new? I want to know why. "
"Leave it," he said, "for now. It's better that way."
I shook my head. I made a fist and looked around for something to hit.
"I know how you feel, but I'm asking you to drop it," he said.
"You mean the knowledge would hurt me in some way?"
"I didn't say that
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