“Guards?” I said. “Majestrix.”
“Guards? Oh, of course. Anglar — set guards.”
He bowed deeply, his black and green robes flapping. He flourished his ivory wand at a hulking great Chulik, whose tusks were set with diamonds. The Chulik looked savage.
“Nath the Kaktu! Set guards as commanded. Bratch!”
Nath the Kaktu bratched, bellowing fiercely at his men. They went off and lolled at the entrances to the chamber. I decided that I’d sleep lightly and keep my fist wrapped around my sword hilt.
Now some of the three or four-armed folk of Kregen, and some with tail hands, who look like apims as far as faces are concerned, have been known when down on their luck to dress as apims, with their extra arms hidden. They may then wander through bazaars and markets, looking all innocence, and use the
