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The Brethren

CHAPTER Twelve: The Lord of Death
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But have no fear, for the price at which you shall be delivered to him is higher than Salah-ed-din himself would care to pay, even for you.

So, since this castle is impregnable, here you may dwell at peace, nor shall any desire be denied you.
Speak, and your wishes are fulfilled." "I desire," said Rosamund in a low, steady voice, "protection against Sir Hugh Lozelle and all men." "It is yours.

The Lord of the Mountain covers you with his own mantle." "I desire," she went on, "that my brothers here may lodge with me, that I may not feel alone among strange people." He thought awhile, and answered: "Your brethren shall lodge near you in the guest castle.

Why not, since from them you cannot need protection?
They shall meet you at the feast and in the garden.

But, lady, do you know it?
They came here upon faith of some old tale of a promise made by him who went before me to ask my help to recover you from Salah-ed-din, unwitting that I was your host, not Salah-ed-din.
That they should meet you thus is a chance which makes even my wisdom wonder, for in it I see omens.


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