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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. I - The Reign Of Istar
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To me she said: "I don't suppose people in your line of
work have many friends."
"Not many," I said flatly, "and the one who was closest
to me is a long time dead."
"Was he a good friend?"
A good companion, an honest partner, and one who
made his escape from Istar in such a way as to leave plenty
of witnesses to the fact that I'd had nothing to do with it.
"Yes," I said quietly. "He was a good friend."
She thought about that for a long moment, her blue
eyes no longer bright and jeering, but soft and very serious.
"Swear by your friend's memory, Hunter-Doune. Swear
that you'll deal honestly with me." Then I couldn't see her
eyes at all for the veil of her dark lashes. Only her lips
moving in a secret little smile. "It'll be well worth your
while."
That's all I needed to hear. I placed my hand over hers
and took an oath on a friend's memory.
Good thing she waited until I'd sworn before she told me
that her partner was the minotaur I'd brought to Istar's jail
only hours ago. Good thing for her, but not so good for
Peverell. The mute little kender laughed so hard that he fell
out of his chair. And not so good for me. I'd been two days
in the minotaur's company and I suspected he'd not readily
agree to become my partner in the hunt for Kell
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