Chapter elevenSomeone laughed.
The circle of blades about me did not waver. I couldn’t see who thought my predicament funny. The mercenaries very sensibly kept out of this warrior affair. Frenden moved to join them and I didn’t blame him one little bit — after all, who was I except some stranger who might have been trying to break into his master’s house?
The situation as these warriors glared balefully upon me did not appear at all funny. I’d made a leem’s nest of this Plan. I’d made a colossal mistake, and not for the first time, by Krun!
Although despising myself for seeking a confrontation in the way it happened, I’d fully expected in a warrior society dominated by codes of conduct to face off against one of the Tchekedos. Oh, no! The whole boiling of these bully boys was about to s
