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Dragonlance -- Margaret Weis And Tracy Hickman (Eds.) - Tales Ii, Vol. Ii - The Cataclysm
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"What are you going to give me in return for taking
you to Garnet?" Matya asked slyly.
"I'll give you five gold pieces," Trevarre said flatly.
"I'll not take less than fifty!" Matya replied, indignant.
"Fifty? Why, that's highway robbery," Trevarre
growled.
"All right," Matya said briskly. "I'm in a kindly mood,
so I'll make it twenty, but not one copper less."
Trevarre stroked his moustache
thoughtfully. "Very well. I will accept
your offer, Matya, but on one condition."
"Which is?" Matya asked, skeptical.
A smile touched Trevarre's lips. "You must allow
me this." He took Matya's hand, brought it
to his lips, and kissed it.
The bargain had been struck.
SEEKERS
TODD FAHNESTOCK
Gylar Radilan, of Lader's Knoll, set his mother's hand back onto her
chest, over the rumpled blanket. It was done then. Gylar wasn't sure
whether to be relieved or to crumple into the corner and cry. Finally,
though, it was done. Stepping back, he fell into the chair he'd put by
her bed, the chair he'd sat upon all night while holding her hand.
His head bowed for a moment as he thought about the
past few days. The Silent Death had swept through the
entire village, killing everyone. It had been impossible to
detect its coming. There were no early symptoms. One
minute, people were laughing and playing - like Lutha, the
girl he had known - and the next, they were in bed,
complaining weakly of the icy cold they felt, but burning to
the touch
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