Chapter 65
“So bold, so proud,” he said. “If I spoke like that I would be caned for two fingers without stopping!” She shrugged. “You are a Kingd, that is your life. I am a warrior, chosen by the King. No man dares cane me, any man who tried I would kiss him with my snakeblade.” “Or smite him with your scorpion?” said Diablo, then looked sorry he’d mentioned it. “No,” she said, fingers brushing her amulet. “That is not my business, that is for the King to say. You should not talk of my scorpion, Diablo. It would be better if you forgot it.” “I wish I could!” he said. The whites of his eyes shone in the faint, distant firelight. “Hekat, did you know your scorpion and Nagarak’s are carved from the same stone? Black, with gold and crimson flecks. That is special stone, meant only for high Kingds. Ho
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