Chapter ten
Of a crossbow boltWar and Love are intimately bound up in many of the philosophies of Kregen as well as giving color and sparkle to the never-ending myth cycles. In the preparations for those two activities a divergence of approach may be discerned. As the sere grasslands flashed past below and the voller swooped headlong for the rickety wooden stockade ahead, I reflected that out of this ship’s company and the soldiers she carried, more than ninety-nine in a hundred would far prefer to prepare for Love than War.
The odd less than one in a hundred was, indeed, odd. But these men are found in abundance on Kregen, probably more so than on this Earth. These are the Warlovers. I detest them. But they exist, they are a part of the universe we inhabit, and in times of crisis we und
