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"Now then," he said calmly. "Let's be certain clear. You fail me in this, an' it's up you go, swingin' by what you hold nearest an' dearest to yer filthy little dark heart. You reading me?"

Well. Koteth bobbed his head and dropped his forearms folded good and low across his chest, the deep respect-sign usually given princes or kings.

The army'd finally coughed out an officer that frightened him.

First time for everything.