Chapter thirteen
Chapter thirteen Amak Hamun upholds his reputationThe person who was Hamun ham Farthytu, Amak of Paline Valley, struggled with the person who was Dray Prescot. Dray Prescot might have bowed icily, and then seen about choosing a nice sharp weapon to redress the insult. He might — given that although these proceedings were lethal and savage in the extreme, we still were operating within the context of civilization — have smashed his fist into Lart’s face, and kicked him as he went down for good measure. Hamun, of course, could do none of these things. Hamun could only stutter, and look about, and excuse himself, and so flee with Strom Lart’s ominous words ringing in his ears. “This time you cannot run away, Amak! This time I shall spit you like a roasting vosk!” If I tell you that my t
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