Three guards, all overmen, stepped forward and kept Garth under close watch while Chorn strode off and vanished into a large tent. They made no attempt to disarm Garth; he guessed that they judged the great two-handed broadsword too awkward a weapon to be much of a threat in such a situation. Were he to reach for it, he could be killed long before he could get it free of its scabbard—or at any rate, he could have been killed if it were an ordinary weapon, rather than the Sword of Bheleu.
Garth was pleased that no one touched the sword; he was unsure how it might react, even when its power was damped by the Forgotten King. He sat waiting patiently for several minutes.
When Chorn finally emerged again he was smiling. Garth did not know how to interpret that until he saw the Yprian gesture
