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crowd call tentatively for an air wherewith to dance. In quick fashion
the arena was changed back to a ballroom; delicate feet would
soon mince where the blood of men had been but a short time
before.

Springbuck ascended slowly from his bodiless fog, jounced along,
slung over an armored shoulder for a trip that seemed endless.
Then there was the sound of a discreet knocking, the officer's
respectful voice: "My Lady Duskwind?"

"Yes?"

"It's Captain Brodur, and we have the Prince with us, my Lady."

What odd inflection was that in Captain Brodur's

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voice? Springbuck wondered dazedly. Was it urgent, almost
nervous? His wits were beginning to return and he felt a growing
desire to vomit.

"He is somewhat, umm, incapacitated," Brodur continued, "and the
Queen instrЧ"

"Oh! Bring him in and leave him on the bed. I shall attend to him.
Only wait a moment when I unbolt the door, then you may enter."

The enlisted man made a rude, whispered jest at the Lady's
expense and was rebuked by his officer as the two brought their
burden into the room and dropped him onto the brocatelle spread
of his wide bed. He bounced once on the soft mattress and lay in a
sprawl, holding down bile.

The instant Springbuck heard the door close, he vaulted clumsily
from the bed to stand and take his bearings, bracing himself both
literally and figuratively. With Eliatim, his instructor-in-arras and
warfare, away, he wouldn't be under the close scrutiny he'd
endured lately. Had the captain left for good, thinking he'd be
unconscious for a while? The certainty was suddenly hi him that his
chance to escape had come on this least likely occasion.

He couldn't see Duskwind and so assumed that she was in the
bath chamber. Crossing to one of his wardrobe chests, he
extracted three broad, silken headbands, then leaped back to
stand beside the door leading to the bath. Watching it carefully, he