‘You bind us to servitude! Trap us with threats! Curdle, we have been deceived!’ ‘Let’s kill her and steal her body!’ ‘Let’s not, Curdle. Something about her frightens me. All right, Apsalar who is not Apsalar, we shall stay here…for a time. Until we can be certain you are dead or worse, that’s how long we’ll stay here.’ ‘Or until you return,’ Curdle added.
