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behind him again, and spun around. There she was, and she was still holding the dagger.

тАЬYou shanтАЩt be able to catch me, of course,тАЭ she said. тАЬBut I always keep my promises. I promise that if
you give me the ring, I shall give you your dagger.тАЭ

тАЬWell, if you want it that cursed badly . . . тАЭ

When he started to slip the ring free, she moved forward, gliding over the grass, and it seemed that she
was suddenly taller, her eyes flashing gold in the not-real moonlight that clung to her. All at once he was
afraid, hesitated, stepped back with the ring still on his finger.

тАЬJust why do you want this bit of silver so badly?тАЭ

тАЬThatтАЩs none of your affair! Give it to me!тАЭ
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She strode forward, he moved back. She stood huge now, her hair spreading out in some private wind
like flames stirring, and she held the dagger up to strike.

тАЬStop!тАЭ It was a manтАЩs voice. тАЬYou have no right to that ring!тАЭ

Rhodry could see no one, but she suddenly shrank down to form of a normal elven woman, and the
dagger hung in a flaccid hand.

тАЬIt was his long before I carved the runes upon it. You know it was. Admit it.тАЭ

All at once a figure appeared to match the voice, a man with impossibly yellow hair and lips as red as
cherries. Smiling, but it was more a wolfтАЩs smile than a manтАЩs, he strolled in between them. The long tunic
he wore matched his unnaturally blue eyes. With a sense of utter shock Rhodry realized that he could see
him so clearly because dawn was already turning the eastern sky silver, that the entire night had somehow
passed during his brief conversation with the woman. She was staring at the grass now, and kicking a tuft
of it like a sulky child.

тАЬHand it over,тАЭ the man said.

With a shriek of rage she hurled the dagger straight at RhodryтАЩs head. He ducked, twisting out of the
way barely in time, then looked up to find them both gone. The dagger, however, lay gleaming in the
rising sun. When he picked it up, he found it perfectly solidтАФand realized with surprise that heтАЩd
expected it to be somehow changed. Although he sheathed it, he kept his hand on the hilt as he started
back to camp.

тАЬRhodry?тАЭ

The voice made him yelp aloud. The man with the yellow hair gave him an apologetic smile.

тАЬIf I were you,тАЭ the fellow said. тАЬIтАЩd leave the Westlands. She wonтАЩt follow you into the lands of men.тАЭ