“Do you mean Buru Tovo’s husband?” Basil laughed uproariously. “Good in bed, he said.” Cliopher was appalled to realize he was blushing. “No!” “I’m sure he did.” “He said he was chosen by him. All it means is he likes men! He’s got that hermit—” Basil gave him a pitying glance. “Who did you think that efelauni of his was?”