“What say you, Your Highness?” heasked. ”“I still don’t understand,” Tristan protested. Before starting out once more helooked down at Duvessa’s betrothal pin to find it splattered with blood. Perhaps the Ones have discovered what they believe is a way to overcomethe Borderlands.
“What other man?” he asked. On and onit went, his strokes perfectly spaced, until he had finished one hundred lashes. He sat whimpering on the edge of the bed in the dark. He again stared down at the newly formed blood signature.
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