Chapter nineteen
Empress Thyllis takes me for a stroll through RuathytuKing Doghamrei slashed me across the face and screeched: “You lie, cramph, you lie!”
Queen Thyllis sat forward on her crystal throne, with the golden steps, the zhantil pelts, the Chail Sheom chained in their golden chains, and the manhounds lolling fearsomely below her. She propped her chin on one white hand and regarded me with those slanting emerald eyes.
“Bagor ti Hemlad!” she said. “What you say cannot be believed, for you could not have survived.”
I’d felt pretty rough, I can tell you. This cramph Doghamrei had drugged me and had me thrown burning from a skyship, as I have told you, and I suppose it was natural that Queen Thyllis should not believe that. She was far too wily a bird to believe what King Doghamr
