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#1. We could try some other arrangement."
"You're right: it should be me in front
and you carrying the horse.
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#2. It's lucky King Damianos is at Delpha,' said Charls, uncertainly. 'There's no need to worry that the Prince is away so close to the Ascension.' 'Yes, this would be a terrible idea otherwise,' said Lamen.
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#3. It was like watching a man smile as he surrendered himself to drown in deep water.
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#4. He knew that he was vulnerable to her in this state, that her expertise, like Laurent's, was in finding weakness and pressing down. He looked over at Laurent and said, flatly, 'Deal with it.' Laurent
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#5. After a long moment Laurent said, with painful honesty, "I ... find it difficult to let go of control."
"No kidding," said Damen.
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#6. I miss you," said Laurent. "I miss our conversations.
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#7. There was a warmth in his chest whenever he looked at Laurent. He didn't look often for that reason.
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#8. It was true; it was somehow not even a surprise, more like a truth that had grown for some time on the edge of his awareness, now brought into sharp relief. He thought: two thrones for the price of a few hire swords and a dose of pleasure drug.
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#10. Laurent said, 'No. I'm not here to - ' He said, 'I'm just here.
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#11. He loved the way that Laurent kissed, as if Damen was the only person that he had ever kissed, or would ever want to. The
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#12. It's what I came here last night to say. I'm going to take care of it.' 'Promise me,' Damen heard himself say. 'Promise me we won't let him - ' 'I promise.' Laurent
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#13. If someone kills your family you don't rest until they are dead.
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#14. Then, in the spirit of benevolence, "Your face is well balanced." She slapped him encouragingly on the back, "You have very long eyelashes. Like a cow.
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#15. Is there anyone at this court who isn't my enemy?"
"Not if I can help it," Laurent said.
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#16. If you were a pet, I would have gifted you enough by now to buy out your contract, many times over."
"I'd still be here," said Damen, "with you.
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#17. He did remember being supported by two of the guards, here, in this room, while Radel stared at his back in horror. "The Prince really . . . did this?" "Who else?" Damen said. Radel
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#18. He had the choice of the poor with no other way to survive, the choice of a child powerless to his elders, the choice of a man when his King gives him an order, which is no choice at all, and yet still more than is afforded to a slave.
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#19. Laurent entered, an edge to his grace, like a leopard with a headache.
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#20. I remember. You take a great deal of
pleasure in small victories." Damen
quoted Laurent's words back to him.
"It's not small," said Laurent. "It's the
first time I've ever won a play against
my uncle.
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#21. You're better than I am.'
Damen couldn't help his amused breath of reaction to that, or the long, scrolling look from Laurent's head to his toes and back again, which was probably a little insulting. But really.
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#22. I miss you too,' he said. 'I'm jealous of Isander.' 'Isander's a slave.' 'I was a slave.' The moment ached. Laurent met his gaze, his eyes too clear. 'You were never a slave, Damianos. You were born to rule, as I was.
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#23. Laurent flushed. The colour hit his
cheeks hard, and a muscle tightened in
his jaw as whatever he felt was forcibly
repressed. It was not like any reaction
that Damen had ever seen from him
before, and he couldn't resist pushing it a
little further.
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#24. Laurent asked, 'Is it different than with a man?' 'Yes,' said Damen. It was different with everyone. He didn't say this aloud;
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#25. Laurent said, 'What do you think of Jord?'
'I like him,' said Damen. 'You should be pleased with him. He was the right choice for Captain.'
There was an unhurried pause. Aside from the sounds Damen made when he picked up a vambrace, the tent was quiet.
'No,' said Laurent. 'You were.
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#26. There is little sense in pitting a lesser sense of duty against a greater one. No leader could expect loyalty to hold under those circumstances.
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#28. I tried that too,' said Laurent. 'I don't like to think of myself as predictable. But apparently I cycle through all the normal responses. Shall I tell you what you're going to do when I stick the knife in for the first time?
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#29. They agreed on a rendezvous, and Laurent took off with the restrained urgency of a man who has to find some way to hide sixteen hands of bay gelding behind a shrub.
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#30. Torveld favoured Laurent with another of those long, admiring looks that were starting to come with grating frequency. Damen frowned. Laurent was a nest of scorpions in the body of one person. Torveld looked at him and saw a buttercup.
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#31. There was a man I was supposed to meet. He's got all these ideas about honour and fair play, and he tries to keep me from doing the wrong thing. But he's not here right now. Unfortunately for you.
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#32. To keep. I wouldn't wear it.' said Laurent, 'though I don't believe your imagination is having any difficulty with the idea.
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#33. A ludicrous boyish hope flared that someone would come to help him, and, carefully, he extinguished it.
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#34. Stay with me until this thing is done, and I will take off the cuffs and the collar. I will release you willingly. We can face each other as free men. Whatever is to fall out between us can do so then.
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#35. All bad things were done in the dark.
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#36. Laurent had stopped dead the moment he had seen Damen, his face turning white as though in reaction to a slap, or an insult.
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#37. Damen had half expected a gaudy parade costume, but Laurent had always defined himself against the opulence of the court. And he did not need gilt to be recognised under a parade standard, only the uncovered bright of his hair.
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#38. By this time, the camp was cleared, and the newly pitched tents looked like softly glowing globes, the light from lamps inside turning the tent skins to warm gold.
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#39. You really do have ice in your veins,
don't you, said Damen.
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#40. My scorn and contempt,' said Laurent, 'are not in need of your leniency. Lord Touars, you face me in my own kingdom, you inhabit my lands, and you breathe at my pleasure. Make your own choice.
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#41. To gain everything and lose everything in the space of a moment. That is the fate of all princes destined for the throne.
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#42. Damen said, 'I made him a promise.'
'And when he learns who you are?' said Jord. 'When he learns that he is facing Damianos on the field?'
'Then he and I meet each other for the first time,' said Damen. 'That was also a promise.
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#43. You look like a whore.' The soft words barely stirred the air by Damen's ear, inaudible to anyone else. Laurent murmured: 'Filthy painted slut. Did you spread for my uncle the way you did for Kastor?
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#44. You're in a strange mood,' said Damen. 'Stranger than usual.'
'I'd say I'm in a good mood.'
'A good mood.'
'Well, not as good a mood as Volo,' said Laurent. 'But the food's decent, the fire's warm, and no one's tried to kill me in the last three hours. Why not?
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#45. Auguste preferred women. He told me I would grow into it. I told him that he could get heirs and I would read books. I was ... nine? Ten? I thought I was already grown up. The hazards of overconfidence.
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#46. When he closed his eyes, he felt how it might have happened: slowly, Laurent's mouth opening, Laurent's hands lifting hesitantly to touch his body. He would have been careful, so careful. Aimeric
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#47. After a long moment, Laurent said, I'm going to need some help standing up.
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#48. And any hope Damen had that Laurent
could control this scene ended as
Laurent's face shuttered, as his eyes went
cold, and with the sharp sound of steel,
his sword came out of its sheath.
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#49. Don't think, he'd said, because it was easier than saying, Take me for who I am.
He couldn't bear that suddenly. He wanted it without pretences, without excuses, his fingers curling hard into Laurent's hair.
'It's me,' said Damen. 'It's me, here with you. Say my name.'
'Damianos.
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#50. Why do you give me good advice?"
asked Laurent.
Isn't that why you brought me with
you? Instead of speaking those words
aloud, Damen said, "Why don't you take
any of it?
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#51. The delicate thing that had grown between them had never had a right to exist.
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#52. Damen's understanding of Laurent rearranged itself, in order that he might despise him more accurately.
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#53. If it hurt it was fitting. It was simply kingship.
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#54. Stop enjoying yourself," Damen murmured. "We're going to be killed, any minute."
"Giant animal," said Laurent.
"Stop it.
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#55. It was like watching a boar try to take on the endless blue of the sky.
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#56. Damen was smiling helplessly. 'that was adequate.' 'You've been waiting to say that.' The words were only a little blurred.
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#57. He wasn't sure how it would be, but
when Laurent saw who was beside him,
he smiled, the expression a
little shy but completely genuine.
Damen, who hadn't been expecting it,
felt the single painful beat of his heart.
He'd never thought Laurent could look
like that at anyone.
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#58. The Crown Prince was camped at Nesson this very minute, on his way to the border to stand up to Akielos. He was a young man serious about his responsibilities, Charls said. Damen had to make an effort not to look over at Laurent, gambling, when he said it.
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#59. How can you trust me, after what your own brother did to you?"
"Because he was false", said Damen, "and you are true. I have never known a truer man.
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#60. I think if I gave you my heart, you would treat it tenderly.
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#61. Once in his life - Laurent got only two words out before the man simply did what most people wanted to do when speaking with Laurent: he hit him.
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#62. You just surprised me,' said Damen. 'Sometimes I think I understand you, and at other times I can't make you out at all.'
'Believe me, that sentiment is mutual.
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#63. You weren't making love to a slave, you were making love to me.' And he couldn't think that through clearly but he could catch a glimmer of it, a glimmer of the edge of it. 'I thought you wouldn't, I thought you'd never - ' He took a step forward.
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#64. I'm not going to use the knife," said
Damen, "but if you're willing to put it in
my hand, you underestimate how much I
want to."
"No," said Laurent, "I know exactly what
it is to want to kill a man, and to wait.
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#65. I would court you, with all the grace and courtesy that you deserve,
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#66. You're still wearing it."
He couldn't help but say it. Laurent's wrist was heavy with gold, like the colour of his hair in the firelight.
"So are you."
"Tell me why."
"You know why," said Laurent.
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#67. This is close quarters.'
'Close enough to see your eyelashes,' said Damen.
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#68. Friends,' said Laurent, 'Is that what we are?'
[ ... ]
Damen said, with helpless honesty, 'Laurent, I am your slave.
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#69. Order whatever punishment you like, from the coward's distance of a chain-lenght. You and Govart are two of a kind.
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#70. It was the earring. Laurent was always so austere. The earring reframed him. It gave the appearance of a sensual side, sophisticated and subtle.
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#71. Damen felt it then, the first dizzy edge of new emotion, and he let go his hold of Laurent like a man fearing a precipice; and yet was helpless.
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#72. If we just knew which end to start with,' Lamen said. It was suddenly obvious that Lamen had no idea what to do. With a clear moment of insight, Charls saw that Lamen was not a cloth merchant's assistant. He was the prince's private companion, and had no real skills whatsoever. 'Guilliame,
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#73. When Laurent turned to face him, his
eyes were dark. His lips were parted
uncertainly. He had lifted his hand to his
own shoulder, as though chasing a ghost
touch there. He did not look exactly
relaxed, but the movement did look a
little easier.
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#74. Damianos," Touars said. "Princekiller."
It was the last thing he said. Damen
pulled the sword out. He took a step
back.
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#75. And with returning awareness, he saw as if for the first time the bodies of the men that he had killed to get to the Regent's decoy, and beyond that, the evidence of what he had done. The
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#76. He was under no illusion that he was going to be taken to the campfire to roll around with Laurent. If anything, he was going to be taken to the campfire to watch Laurent do some inventive sidestepping.
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#77. It's not naive to trust your family.'
'I promise you, it is,' said Laurent. 'But I wonder, is it less naive than the moments when I find myself trusting a stranger, my barbarian enemy, whom I do not treat gently.
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#78. You see a panther opening its jaws, you don't get your dick out.
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#79. With a clear moment of insight, Charls saw that Lamen was not a cloth merchant's assistant. He was the prince's private companion, and had no real skills whatsoever.
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#80. Guilliame came to talk to him, since they were the same rank.
'Lamen. That's an unusual name.'
'It's Patran,' said Damen.
'You speak very good Akielon,' he said, loudly and slowly.
'Thank you,' said Damen.
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#81. Laurent could inspire homicidal tendencies simply by breathing.
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#82. I didn't send them after you,' said the cool, familiar voice. 'I sent them after the Regent's Guard, who were making enough racket to raise the dead, the drunk, and those without ears.
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#83. Together we can do what we cannot do apart.
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#84. Don't, said Laurent, toy with me. I - have not the means to defend against this.
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#85. When laced into his clothing, Laurent's dangerous grace lent him an almost androgynous quality. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that it was rare to associate Laurent with a physical body at all: you were always dealing with a mind.
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#86. For a moment he thought Laurent wasn't going to do it. But in public, Laurent had no recourse to refusal. Laurent extended his hand. And then waited, palm outstretched, his eyes lifting to meet Damen's. Laurent said, 'Put it on me.' Every
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#87. By that time, Damen had received the tally of the dead: twelve hundred of us, six and a half thousand of them. He
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#89. The guard said, 'Our orders are no one in or out.'
'You can tell the Prince that,' said Damen, 'after you tell him you let through the Regent's pet.'
That got a flicker of reaction. Invoking Laurent's bad mood was like a magical key, unlocking the most forbidding doors.
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#90. I'm not sure that's quite what I asked,"
said Laurent. His voice had the same
quality as his gaze. "This is close
quarters."
"Close enough to see your eyelashes,"
said Damen. "It's lucky you do not have
the size to breed great warriors.
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#91. [After the Captain of the guards went into the wagon, where Laurent dressed as Jokaste was wearing a short blue dress]
'The stories of Lady Jokaste's beauty are not exaggerated,' said the Captain, man-to-man, as they wound their way across the countryside.
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#92. Let me tell you what is going to happen. You are going to be executed. You are going to be executed whatever you say or do. But I will spare your women, if they agree to answer my questions.' Silence.
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#93. A golden prince was easy to love if you did not have to watch him picking wings off flies.
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#94. Your inclination appears to be much as
it was last night."
Damen found himself saying, "You talk
the same in bed," and the words came
out sounding like he felt: helplessly
charmed.
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#95. Charcy is claimed for Akielos.' As he rose, Damen wrapped his hand around its wooden pole and planted it in the earth. The
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#97. Laurent, just turned twenty, and possessing an elaborate mind with a gift for planning, detached it from the petty intrigues of the court and set it loose on the broader canvas of this, his first command.
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#98. Time unslid the knot of any last ribbon of tension.
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#99. That was their Prince for you, a twisty, vicious fiend who you should never, ever cross, unless you wanted your gullet handed to you on a platter
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#100. Auguste had fought with honour. He had
been the one honourable man on a
treacherous field.
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