“An attempt to play for time,” I answered sharply, “which the chief arachnid undoubtedly suspects, otherwise there would be no demand to release Elionaeus.
The Fair One looked at me in amazement with her mouth slightly open, and, I'm afraid, she did not realize the depth of the abyss into which Arakhandar the Ruler of the Night had plunged us, eat his goblins.
“But,” she whispered, “if Arakhandar is aware that your proposal is only an attempt to play for time, then he will arrange everything so that you have to become his wife, my Star.
“One marriage more, one marriage less,” I replied, suppressing a grin. And then, looking at Ellicitores, she said softly: “You don't know your son very well, mother, if you sincerely believe that he allowed himself to be killed. In any case, I'm going to
