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[quote][b]Solenis (Feb 05, 2005 08:33 p.m.):[/b] Devona was calm despite Malorik's distress. She was confident that whoever had placed the bounty would be easily satisfied that they had captured the wrong woman and just as easily persuaded that the potential wrath of a noble family shouldn't be toyed with, even this far from the Suna border. Her only concern was Malorik's constant complaining, first in Brindian and then in the rough tongue of the Southlands. Surely at least whatever mercenary they sent would be able to tell by her voice, if not by her looks. Malorik had fair skin for one of her kind. Hopefully they would give her only a cursory glance. "Malorik, please," she said urgently. "You must be silent or they will know you by your speech. Let me speak for you." Malorik lapsed into an angry silence, and Devona squeezed her hand briefly. "We are almost free," she whispered. "Trust me, say nothing and all will be well." There were footsteps on the wooden floor in the other room and then the scrape of a key in the lock. The door swung open and Devona craned her neck to see. The first person to enter was the agent, and the second was a man she did not recognize. The third was a woman, and one look at her face and Devona dropped her eyes to the floor. The response was too ingrained not to obey, and she watched their feet approach, the agent's cloth shoes and the woman's boots of soft grey leather. The other man stayed near the door. Devona knew this woman, and when the agent unlocked her cage she crawled out of her own accord and knelt on the floor in front of the woman's boots, her body folded at the waist and her hands on either side of her head. "The other one," said the woman impatiently, her accent making the Brindian sound stretched out. The man near the door came forward and dragged Malorik out. Devona did not risk trying to look up.[/quote]
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