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Aquilus stared long moments at the prisoner. ‘How can I trust you, a corsair who would turn on his own?’ ‘Loyalty doesn’t seem so important, when you’re faced with that walk across the bridge of swords,’ the corsair muttered. ‘Aye, mayhaps,’ Aquilus said quietly. ‘And if you lie, you would only have delayed your journey. Your head would soon be parted from your shoulders.’
“There’s no point getting old if you don’t get cunning.”