“I owe you one,” she said. It was Camilla who said, in her quiet, curiously deep voice, “He did it for free.” It was the first time she had looked at Gideon without the flat, stony aggression of a retaining wall, which was nice. Palamedes said, “What Cam said. Just—look, take a word of advice, here.” As she waited, he pressed the pads of his fingertips together. His cavalier was looking at him dead on, tense, waiting. In the end, he said: “It’s unbelievably dangerous down there, Ninth. Stop splitting your forces.” “Dangerous how?” “If I knew,” said Palamedes, “it’d be a hell of a lot less
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