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374 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published April 3, 1991
The factor was a squinty-eyed Nadrak name is Zelmit, who was probably almost as untrustworthy as he looked. Vella had never really liked him and she customarily loosened her daggers in their sheaths whenever she came into his presence, making very sure that he saw her doing so to be certain that there would be no misunderstandings. Technically, of course, Vella was one of Yarblek's possessions, and Zelmit had a reputation for making rather free with the things that belong to his employer.
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Since the age of 12, she had always relied on her daggers to ward off any unwanted attention. Although she had seldom been obliged to kill anyone – except for a few enthusiasts – she had nonetheless established a reputation for being a girl no sensible man would attempt. Sometimes that rankled a bit, though, since there were times when Vella might have welcomed an attempt. A nick or two in some unimportant places upon an ardent admirer would sustain her honor, and then – well, who knows?
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"[redacted] and I contended with each other, in truth, but our contention was not on behalf of mad Urvon or sluttish Zandramas."
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"...[Belgarion] canst put aside thine earthly wife, who is not, after all, human, and thou and I could mate. Thou couldst father a race of gods upon me, Belgarion, and we could sate each other with unearthly delights. Thou wilt find me fair, King of Riva, as all men have, and I will consume thy days with the passion of the gods, and we will share in the meeting of Light and Dark."
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Zandramas shrank back even more. "Don't touch me," she said.
"It is not thee I would touch, Zandramas , but thy raiment. I would see thee receive thy reward and thine exaltation." Poledra tore back the satin hood and ripped the black robe away. Zandramas made no attempt to conceal her nakedness, for indeed, there was no nakedness. Omnibus Edition
