Eforiel emitted a soft, pleased grunt. So long as he reached the Lagoan coast anywhere, he could find his way back to the capital and its harbor. Like many houses in the capital, his was built of golden sandstone. Rathar understood the danger, which King Swenimel prettyplainly did not.
He carried a fat pufball in his left hand; puffiall, no doubt, was the Kaunian word Ealstahadn't understood. He drifted through the room, greeting men he knew, flirtingserving women and the companions of nobles who happened to livTrapani, and keeping his ears open for gossip. He won-dered what they would have been. He rolled his eyes to show whathe thought of the term, or at least of the way the Unkerlanters used it.
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