A minute or two more and Orlant disengaged, and swore. 'Are you going to fight me or not?'

You said we were sparring,' said Damen, neutrally.

Orlant flung down his sword, took two steps off to one of the watching men, and pulled from its sheath thirty inches of polished steel straightsword, which without preamble he returned to swing with killing speed at Damen's neck.

C.S. Pacat

Tag: damen captive-prince orlant

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