Chapter seven
We strike a blow for Zairia and for ValliaOn a fine Kregan morning as we pirates swaggered down to the swifters hauled up onto the beach, I said to Duhrra, “You want to talk to this young tearaway, Vax. Probe him about his father.” I saw Duhrra glance across at me. “It is not good that a young man feels this way.”
“I agree. But it is a powerful hatred he bears.”
“Talk to him.”
“Duh — master — it will be all too easy. He will deafen my ears with his anger.”
Our plans for departure had been interrupted by this capture of Neemu. There was no question of the ship being given to Vax. He was far too young and inexperienced on the Eye of the World. I did not say this. It was freely spoken of by the other Renders. Among their ranks were men who knew the inner sea, men who had fo
