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Archog advanced and swung again, this time knocking aside the
Duke's sword stump and beheading him. The ogre stood over his
victim's body, which streamed its hot life's blood across the floor,
and his bone-chilling gaze lifted slowly to Fania, no trace of elation
or rancor hi it, awaiting further instruction.

Fania, whey-faced and glassy-eyed at the ghastly scene, tried to
find her voice but couldn't. Again she turned to Yardiff Bey, and
once more appeared to summon composure from that source.

"Take the . . . remains of the traitors away,'* Fania managed at last
in a subdued tone.

Archog stooped and straightened, to move toward the portals, the
Duke's body under one arm and the head cupped in the other
gauntleted paw. Synfbrs' body was carried away, too. Finally the
Prince was lifted by the two guardsmen.

In the whirling haze that had settled around him, Springbuck shrank
back before the realization of his failure to aid Hightower as before
the heat of a bonfire.

Chapter Two

This before all else: be armed.

MACHIAVELLI

NERVOUS, whispered conversations sprang up among the
courtiers. Fania glanced about her in sudden, imperious anger.

"Where are my stepson's mentors, Eliatim and Faur-buhl?" she
demanded.

The majordomo, resplendent in filigreed cloak and bright sash,
carrying his staff of office, stepped forward and bowed. "Your
Majesty," he intoned, "Eliatim accompanies guests of state home
to then1 embassy houses and the philosopher Faurbuhl seems
nowhere to be found."

"In that case, have the Prince taken to his rooms and left in the
care of the Lady Duskwind."

Springbuck was hoisted and carted away as she turned to the
Court.

"Have the servants rinse clean the floors. Fetch drink and chargers
of food and let the musicians strike up."

As the Prince's bearers exited the Court, he groggily heard the