And if he kills you both, then perhaps I, Sinan, will meet him--in my own fashion.

Sweet lady, knowing where the course is laid, say, do you fear to see this fray ?" Rosamund's face paled, but she answered proudly: "Why should I fear what my brethren do not fear?
They are brave knights, bred to arms, and God, in Whose hand are all our destinies--even yours, O Lord of Death--He will guard the right." When this speech was translated to him Sinan quailed a little.
Then he answered: "Lady, know that I am the Voice and Prophet of Allah--ay, and his sword to punish evil-doers and those who do not believe.

Well, if what I hear is true, your brethren are skilled horsemen who even dared to pass my servant on the narrow bridge, so victory may rest with them.

Tell me which of them do you love the least, for he shall first face the sword of Lozelle." Now as Rosamund prepared herself to answer Masouda scanned her face through her half-closed eyes.

But whatever she may have felt within, it remained calm and cold as though it were cut in stone.
"To me they are as one man," she said.