Chapter seventeen
Al-Ar-MergondonThe glow of a more golden light impinging on the fuzzy pink radiance of the Maiden with the Many Smiles heralded the breaking of She of the Veils from cloud wrack. Mingled moons’ light fell across the camp and the river and the wrecked town and one could be forgiven for believing that in that luminescence the countryside slept peacefully.
I did not have to take Murlock the Spry by one ear and run him over to the king’s enclosure. He trotted along willingly enough; I knew he’d take himself off the moment he had a chance.
In the streaming mingled golden and rosy radiance of the two moons, we approached the guarded gate. Over most of Paz the first and third Moons of Kregen are generally known as The Maiden with the Many Smiles and She of the Veils. The two
