I said, “Gods are not suns.”
“Agreed. But, all the same—”
“All the same, we’ll have to get back to the main party before they start after us and raise devils better left sleeping.”
Quickly, slurring details, I told him of the black sorcery within the mountain. “So we’d best be off. Nothing remains to detain us here.”
“And when you vanish in a puff of smoke, you’ll be gallivanting about somewhere else on Kregen?”
“Or Earth.”
“Aye.”
A lightness of spirits affected me now that I had told Seg. Two items of news had been dovetailed into a seeming one; and that economy pleased me in its use of emotional resources to the best advantage. Seg had killed to protect the honor of Delia, had filled a fellow’s mouth with blood and broken teeth in defense of mine. Deplore the violence though I mig
