Pelk, keep Rancept close.’ ‘Of course, milady, if such a thing is possible—’ ‘I said keep him close, Pelk. There is sorcery in that man, far older than anything Hunn Raal might use.’ ‘Rancept?’ ‘He is Shake, Pelk. A Denier, if you must use the term. But more than that, he once dwelt among the Dog-Runners. He is the child of a different mother. Hold him to your side, Pelk, for I would see you again.’
