‘Everything’s fine, my friends,’ he purred. ‘Be calm. Cotillion is done with possessing the lass. The bane of Anomander Rake’s threat remains. Who wants that crude conveyor of uncivilized mayhem crashing through the temple door? Not Shadowthrone. Not the Patron of Assassins. She is protected still. Besides which, Cotillion finds no further value in using her, and indeed the residue of his talents still within her gives cause for secret concern—’ His face twisted on itself. ‘No, better keep that thought unspoken!’ He smiled again. ‘Cultured conversation has been rediscovered and used with guile
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