lvaia sank back into his chair.

    quot;My lord,quot; tomasso gulped, gesticulating. quot; can you possibly mean?  are you—”

    no furt. ily across tomasso staggered backtering from h.

    quot;You ural voice, son of a fool,quot; terrifying because spoken in t tone as before. quot;ill it at least amuse you to knoo me?quot; And  came down.

    terror tomasso ing desperately to hold back.

    O, stricken to  it s they were now undone. By family. Family!

    Several tremely s span of time.

    quot;My lord!quot;  in c;You promised! You said t know!

    You told me—”

    It  to expostulate .

    quot;t under t; said aeri, inuous motion, s in .

    quot;One less Sandreni for your sky-ed, gasping. quot;triad send a plague to eat t; o ; blood  tomassos. quot;Fare; ;Morian grant our sher in her halls.”

    Sometomassos , squeezing and squeezing, as crained to  sort of blo tepped foraeri over on oes of ts.

    quot;Fools!quot; spat Alberico, visibly upset for t time. quot;I needed ed bot; t tten in ures.

    t elsewirely.

    itibar, a very big man  to ering ed as t the coffin.

    Still roaring, Nievole grappled for ims sword.

    ually  out and urning to do battle wook  and c.

    dully slack for an instant, to a macabre smile of triumpo the floor.

    And t to do. Slumped deep in ionless t forgotten rician raised eady ed it straig Albericos face, and squeezed tche handle.

    Sorcerers cannot, indeed, be poisoned—a minor