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. So I decided to
start thinking again.
By the time I'd finished eating, I had a few small plans. The first
thing I did was to make my way to the main halt, where I removed all of the
hats and cloaks form Jasra and swept her off her feet. Later, as I was
bearing her stiff form along the upstairs hallway in the direction of my
room, a door opened partway and a bleary-eyed Droppa watched me go by.
"Hey, I'II take two!" he tailed after me.
"Reminds me of any first wife," he added then, and closed the door.
Once I had her installed in my quarters, I drew up a chair and seated
myself before her. Garishly clad as part of a savage joke, her hard sort of
beauty was not really diminished. She had placed me in extreme peril on one
occasion, and I had no desire to free her at a time like this for a possible
repeat performance. But the spell that held her claimed my attention for
more than one reason and I wanted to understand it fully.
Carefully then, I began exploring the construct which held her. It was
not overcomplicated, but I could see that tracing all of its byways was
going to take a while. All right. I wasn't about to stop now. I pushed on
ahead into the spell, taking mental notes as I went.
I was busy for hours. After I had solved the spell, I decided to hang
some more of my own, times being what they were. The castle came awake about
me as I worked
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