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　　The locks had not been changed. The heavy door swung inward without a sound; Guthwulf was grateful for that, although he did not know why. As he mounted the stairs toward the king's residence, he was astonished to find not even a single guard in place before the inner door. Was Elias so sure of his power thhat he did not even fear assassination? Surely that did not accord with his behavior since he had returned from the siege of Naglimund?
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　　He frowned. I should've known, he thought sourly. I would recognize Pryrates' jackal-barking anywhere. Curse the unnatural bastard, can he give the king no peace?
　　As he debated whether he should knock, he heard the king's low murmur. A third voice froze Guthwulfs hand in midair, knuckles poised before the doorframe.
　　This last voice was high-pitched and sweet, but there was something alien in its tone, something inhuman in its music. It acted on his senses like a plunge in cold water, bringing up the hair on the back of his arms and setting a shiver into his breath. He thought he recognized the words "sword" and "mountains" before the numbing fear overcame him. He stepped back from the door so quickly he almost tumbled down the stairs.
　　Have those hell-things come here? he wondered. He wiped his sweating palms on his nightshirt and retreated a step down from the landing. What devil's work is this? Has Elias lost his mind? His soul?
　　The voices rose in volume, then the door squeaked as someone lifted the inside bolt. All thought of confronting Elias gone, the Earl of Utanyeat knew only that he did not want to be found listening at the keyhole-did not want to meet the thing that spoke so strangely. He looked around distractedly for a place to hide, but the staircase was narrow. He vaulted down the steps in a rush, but had only just reached the outer door when he heard footsteps on the landing above. Guthwulf ducked into the alcove beneath the stairway, pushing himself back into the shadows as the steps creaked. Two figures, one more distinct than the other, paused in the doorway.
　　"The king is pleased with this newss," Pryrates was saying.? These new LIVESTRONG x Nike Hyper II runners for women offer flexible Free sole technology with a Torch mesh upper in the Green Apple color that's been featured on a number of LAF collaborative releases this season. The darker shape beside him said nothing. A smear of white face gleamed in the depths of its dark hood. Pryrates stepped through the door, his scarlet garments showing deep violet-blue in the moonlight as he pivoted his bald head this way and that, looking carefully. A shadow followed him out into the garden.
　　Anger suddenly rose inside Guthwulf, overwhelming even his unreasoning fear. That the master of Utanyeat should cower under stairs-and from something that the cursed priest treated as companionably as a country uncle!