“Some brandy would have helped,” Irene complained as Kai steered her across the slippery floor. She hoped that Vale wouldn’t get any stupid ideas about trying to pursue them through the entrance. “And I’m quite capable of walking without being dragged.” “Allow me this small service,” Kai growled in her ear. “After throwing me out and denying me the chance to protect you, and getting yourself quite this badly hurt, I must insist on it.” Bradamant laid her hand on the door handle, murmuring in the Language, and the air shivered. The door swung open to show rows of shelves beyond. “They do tell
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