CHAPTER ELEVEN
Since mid-morning, Ponkert had been with the King of Lindakar, Rololf. Jan, after her own discussion with her husband, had been with them for two hours, then had left them alone. That had been four hours ago. And despite his preconceived hate of the bastard that had kidnapped Elf, the Earthman had to admit he liked the man.
Rololf's stature was somewhere between his and Tomar's. He was very definitely a man with an air that commanded. It was easy to see Jan's attraction for the Kellerian. Jan was one woman that grooved on being commanded. Likewise, he could see how this near-barbarian would find Jan to his tastes. He was a man, a real man that cared more for nature than ruling a kingdom. His world was the outdoors, not the administrative duties of a ruler. His want to impr
