‘Aye. I’ve often wondered why the Hounds never run straight.’ ‘Hounds?’ ‘You’ll meet them sooner or later, Panek. Cuddly mutts, one and all.’ Panek smiled, revealing sharp fangs. ‘I like dogs.’ With a slight flinch, Cotillion said, ‘I’m sure they’ll like you in turn.’ He straightened, faced Apt. ‘You’re right, you can’t do this alone. Let us think on it, Ammanas and I.’ He faced the lad again. ‘Your mother has other tasks now. Debts to pay. Will you go with her or come with me?’ ‘Where do you go, Uncle?’ ‘The other children have been deposited nearby. Would you like to help me get them
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