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.Gareth handed the parchment to Dugald.“Read it to them.I go to pray.”“There is nowhere to run, I assure you,” Knellict said to Calihye,after simply appearing before her in her private quarters.“And Iwould advise against going for the sword,” he added when thewoman’s eyes betrayed her and glanced at her weapon, which lay against the far wall.“Or for the dagger you keep at the back of yourbelt.In fact, Lady Calihye, if you make any movement against meat all, I can promise you the most exquisite of deaths.You know me,of course?”Calihye had to force the words past the lump in her throat.“Yes,archmage,” she said deferentially, and she only then remembered toavert her gaze to the floor.“You wanted to kill Entreri for what he did to your friend,”Knellict said matter-of-factly.“I share your feelings.”Calihye dared to look up.“But of course, you buried that honest desire for vengeance, sillygirl.” The archmage gave a great and exaggerated sigh.“The flesh istoo, too weak,” he said, and he reached out to stroke the trembling woman’s cheek.Calihye instinctively recoiled—or tried to, but Knellict waggled his fingers and a wind came up behind her, pushing her back to hiswaiting hand.She didn’t dare resist any more overtly.“You have taken one of my mortal enemies for your lover,” Knellict said, shaking his head, and he added a few mocking “tsks.”Calihye’s mouth moved weirdly, trying vainly to form words.“Perhaps I should simply incinerate you,” Knellict mused.“A slow burning fire, carefully controlled, that you might feel your skin rolling up under the pressure of its heat.Oh, I have heard strong men reduced to whimpering fools under such duress.Crying for their mothers.Yes, it is a most enjoyable refrain.“Or perhaps for such a one as pretty as you—well, as you once were before a blade reduced you to medusa-kin.” He paused and mocked her with laughter.Calihye was too terrified to respond, to show any emotion at all.She knew enough of Knellict to understand that they were by no means idle threats.“Still, you are a woman,” Knellict went on.“So you are possessed of great vanity, no doubt.So for you, perhaps I will summon a thousand-thousand insects, that will bite at your tender flesh, and some that will break through.Yes, your eyes will reveal your terror no matter how stubbornly you choke back your screams when you see the bulge of beetles boring underneath your pretty skin.”It proved too much for the warrior woman.She exploded into action, leaping forward at Knellict with raking fingers aimed at his smug expression.She went right through him and stumbled forward.Stunned,off balance, Calihye tried quickly to re-orient.She spun around,focusing on the image, which was even then fading to nothingness.“It was so easy to fool you,” came the wizard’s voice, over by hersword.She looked that way, but he was not to be seen.“You were soterrified by the thought of my presence that a simple illusion and an even more simple ventriloquism had you feeling my touch.”Calihye licked her lips.She shifted her feet beneath her, setting her balance for a spring.“Can you get to the sword, do you think?” Knellict’s disembodied voice asked, and it still seemed to be coming from very near theweapon.Before he had even finished the sentence, Calihye’s hand reached behind her, grabbed the dagger, and whipped forward, launching the missile at the voice.It seemed to stutter in its progress for just a moment, before pressing on with a flash of bluish light.Then it hung there, in mid-air, hilt tilted down as if it had struck into some fabric or other flimsy material.“Oh, and it is a magical dagger,” Knellict said.“It defeated theweakest of my wards!” His position confirmed, Calihye swallowed her fear and dartedfor her sword.Or tried to, for even as she started, the archmagematerialized.Her dagger hung limply, caught in a fold of his layered robes.He extended his arm toward her, finger pointing, and from that digit came a green flash of light.A dart shot forth to strike thewoman in the midsection.“My dart is magical, as well,” Knellict explained as Calihyedoubled over and clutched at her belly.Her grimace became a loudgroan, then a continual scream, as the dart began to pump forthacid.“I have found gut wounds to be the most effective at neutralizing an enemy warrior,” Knellict said with detached amusement.“Would you agree?”The woman staggered forward a step.“Oh please, do press on, valiant warrior woman,” Knellict teased.He stepped aside, leaving the path to her sword clear andvisible before her.With a growl of defiance, Calihye grasped the dart and tore it free of her belly with a bit of intestine, yellow-green acid, and bile dripping forth from the hole, followed by the bright red of blood.She threw the dart to the ground and grabbed for her sword.As soon as her fingers touched the blade, a jolt of lightning arcedfrom it and through her body, launching her back across the roomand to the floor.She tried to curl, but her spasms allowed her nocontrol of her body.Her hair stood out wildly, dancing from theshock.Her teeth chattered so violently that her mouth filled with blood, and her joints jolted repeatedly and painfully.She wet her breeches, as well, but was too agonized to even realize it.“How did you ever survive the trials of Vaasa?” the archmage taunted her, and the sound of his voice told her that he stood right over her.“A first-year apprentice could destroy you.”The words faded along with Calihye’s consciousness.She felt Knellict reach down and grab her hair.She had the thought that hewould kill her conventionally—a knife across the throat, perhaps.She hoped it would come that quickly, at least, and was relievedindeed when darkness descended.The heavy cavalry were the first to come through the open gates into the frozen marshland of Vaasa.Four abreast they rode, breaking off two-by-two to the left and right, the plated armor of knight and horse alike gleaming dully under the heavy gray sky
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