I’ve squeezed Morian’s treasury dry to get this far, believing I’d have Navronne’s wealth-mine by right-to control her at the end. Now the witch has presented me with a list of demands, threatening to raze Palinur and set her madmen on Avenus and other cities if I don’t comply. I ordered her to stand down and withdraw her filthy lunatics from the city, but her partisans goad everyone to their own madness. But this lunacy she’s wrought in Palinur…” He spat his words through the bitter edge of humiliation. She said that with sovereign territory ‘properly cleansed,’ she could prove to the rest of us the power of her Gehoum. I agreed to cede her territory-some wild lands, a few villages, a town or two. But using her legion of madmen was the only way I could get this sniveling imbecile to heel before he burnt my ships and yards-our only hope to hold off the spring raids from Hansk. “The woman Sila Diaglou is a demon gatzé. Both face and posture declared he would prefer to open his belly with a dagger than speak what he had come to say. Bayard burst from his chair, swung around behind it, and gripped the squared oak back, as if wrestling a hurricane into submission.
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