The clouds gathered above our heads as we hurried back along the road that had brought us into the town, past the palace, from where rhythmic drumbeats accompanied the loose scatter of notes falling from a lyre, shouts of laughter, bursts of song, voices lifted up to celebrate a wedding feast with no bride or groom. I wondered how long it would take Iasus to realise that his prize had slipped away, that he had no daughter to boast of anymore. Whatever he might have given us – treasure or ships or quests – anything I did with his resources would have been in his name, and I would never let that
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