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"two weeks, perhaps," the guard answered calmly. "no more than that, and perhaps less if i find myself returning sooner." if he could not find ico, he supposed, or even a hint of where the pale boy might have gone. to her planning he gave a nod. cenric was apt and protective. "i will leave in ten days."

"how would you care to handle the reappearance of the golden woman, célnes?" germanicus inquired next, with the mien of a man folding his arms behind his back and straightening. she was his queen and contract-holder. but even for her he would part with no detail of why he meant to leave for a time. "niamh redhawk-blackthorn, regent of the firebirds." his mouth quirked in bemusment.