Now you do hate me, Eleana cries. I beg you to help me. Besides, I adore watching you move through a crowd. It has many powerful friends andallies.
The chamber smelled strongly of clove oil and burnt musk. Like blood-fleas on a hindemuth's backside. The night Nith Sahor's enemies had come for him. With a contemptuous gesture, he kicked thedoor open.
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