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“They’re ready. But what if this plan of yours doesn’t work?” “Then we’ll need another plan.”
The Beautiful One, the voices had said. The Eater of Death.
Seregil was still busy with the fat admiral, so he leaned his elbows on the rail to watch the spectacle unfolding before him.
“In his own way, Tym trusts me. He trusts that I’ll pay. He trusts that I won’t double-cross him, and he trusts that I’ll hunt him to the ends of the earth and slit his throat if he turns on me.
