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sheтАЩd been expecting some cool etheric touch.

тАЬIf great things are on the move,тАЭ Jill said, тАЬIтАЩd best wrap up my affairs here and get on my way back to
Deverry.тАЭ

тАЬWhen the time draws near, IтАЩll take you back to Deverry, have no fear about that. IтАЩve so many
marvels to tell you about, to show you, once weтАЩve time to talk together for a while, but nowтАФтАЭ

тАЬYes, I understand. YouтАЩd best go. ItтАЩs almost dawn, and if other people find you here, theyтАЩll ask
questions.тАЭ

Dallandra walked toward the inn-yard gates, turned once to wave, then vanished in a glimmer of gray
dawn light. Marvels, indeed! Jill thought. All at once she laughed aloud, thinking what a wonderful jest it
would be on Salamander, if indeed he ended up fathering the body for some dweomer-touched child.
Even Nevyn, she supposed, would have been able to see the humor in this for all that the old man could
be downright grim more often than not.



When Dallandra mentioned trouble brewing, she meant nothing more than the ill will that Alshandra bore
her, but as things turned out sheтАЩd spoken more truly than she knew. After she left Jill at the inn yard, she
traveled back through the twisting roads and the mists to EvandarтАЩs country. He was waiting for her on
the hilltop, standing alone and looking down through the night to the meadow where his people danced
by torchlight. The music drifted up to them on the wind, harp and drum and flute.

тАЬYouтАЩve come back,тАЭ he said. тАЬMy heart ached the whole time you were gone.тАЭ

тАЬDid you think IтАЩd desert you so soon?тАЭ
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тАЬI no longer know what to think. I thought I was so clever at jests and riddles, and now youтАЩve posed
me a riddle that I canтАЩt answer.тАЭ He shook his head and made his yellow hair toss tike a horseтАЩs mane. тАЬI
take it you found Jill?тАЭ

тАЬI did, and sheтАЩll follow our road with heartfelt thanks. But what do you mean, a riddle you canтАЩt
answer?тАЭ

All at once the life flashed in his turquoise eyes, and he grinned.

тАЬNow that I shanтАЩt tell you, because itтАЩs a riddle of mine to top the one you posed me. Or perhaps we
can say thatтАФтАЭ He hesitated, listening.

Dallandra heard it, too, a thin shriek on the rising wind. Together without need for words they turned and
hurled themselves into the air, he a hawk, suddenly, a red hawk from Deverry, while she changed to her
usual shape of some gray and indeterminate songbird, both of them with wingspreads of fully fifteen feet
across. They banked into the rising wind and rode it down, swooping over the grassy hillside to the
flowered meadow where now the court screamed and ran about in confusion. In the darkening night