The stink of its foul breath made her want to gag. Olnnn Rydddlin, finished withthe last-minute instructions to the Haaar-kyut guards, crossed the tent to stand beside him. Giyan raised her left arm, her fingers moved in a rhythm and pattern familiar to Horolaggia and thesilvered g Their incandescent eyes fixed upon Barttaor—more accurately—that which lay like a canker inside her.
Kurgan noted the past tense. Riane had regained some strength, but not nearlyenough. Sornnn held up his hands. What difference cananother disfigurement make?Giyan shifted her sister to a more comfortable position.
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