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. Bottom line, as he put it. What do you say?"
She picked up the goblet and took a long, slow sip. She'd stall, I
knew, trying to figure a way to squeeze more out of this deal.
"You've spoken with Rinaldo very recently?" she said.
"Yes."
"I am not clear as to why he is running about with Dalt; rather than
being here with us, if he is so much in agreement with this plan."
I sighed.
"Okay, I'll tell you the story," I said. "But if you're with us, I do
want to get moving soon."
"Proceed," she said.
So I recounted the evening's adventure in Arden, omitting only the fact
that Vialle had placed Luke under her protection. Nayda seemed to grow
progressively distressed as I told the tale, uttering small whimpering
sounds at odd intervals.
When I was finished, Jasra placed her hand upon Mandor's arm and rose,
brushing him lightly with her hip as she passed, and she went to stand
before Nayda.
"Now tell me why the daughter of a high Begman official is restrained
here," she said.
"She is possessed of a demon that enjoys interfering in my affairs," I
explained.
"Really? I've often wondered what hobbies demons might pursue," she
observed. "But it seems this particular demon has been trying to say
something in which I might be interested. If you would be so good as to free
it for a moment's conversation I promise to consider your offer afterward
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