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smile was in contrast to his tone, one of determination
the other two knew well.
'Well, just see it doesn't. Now, get along.'
The company moved out, with one rider staying behind
to accompany the stout man in his watch. After a long
minute of observing he muttered softly, 'What are you
up to this time, you misbegotten son of a motherless
whoremonger? Just what are you going to throw at us
this summer, Murmandamus?'


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time, you misbegotten son of a motherless
whoremonger? Just what are y
CHAPTER 1

Jimmy raced down the hall.
The last few months had been a time of growth for
Jimmy. He would be counted sixteen years old the next
Midsummer's Day, though no one knew his real age
Sixteen seemed a likely guess, although he might be
closer to seventeen or even eighteen years old. Always
athletic, he had begun to broaden in the shoulders and
had gained nearly a head of height since coming to court.
He now looked more the man than the boy.
But some things never changed, and Jimmy's sense of
responsibility remained one of them. While he could be
counted upon for important tasks, his disregard of the
trivial once again threatened to turn the Prince of
Krondor's Court into chaos. Duty prescribed that he, as
Senior Squire of the Prince's court, be first at assembly,
and as usual, he was likely to be last. Somehow
punctuality seemed to elude him. He arrived either late
or early, but rarely on time.
Squire Locklear stood at the door to the minor hall
used as the squires' assembly point, waving frantically for
Jimmy to hurry. Of all the squires, only Locklear had
become a friend to the Prince's squire since Jimmy
returned with Arutha from the quest for Silverthorn.
Despite Jimmy's first, accurate judgment that Locklear
was a child in many ways, the youngest son of the Baron
of Land's End had displayed a certain taste for the
reckless that had both surprised and pleased his friend.
No matter how chancy a scheme Jimmy plotted,
Loclear usually agreed. When delivered up to trouble as
a result of Jimmy's gambles with the patience of the
court officials, Locklear took his punishment with good
grace, counting it the fair price of being caught.