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Updated: June 22, 2025
That meant she might live seven or eight, depending on how badly the beating had weakened her. "Do you understand?" Arden asked. Dana turned to the w'woman, fear growing as her shock faded. "What's in the text-tapes, yes. Not the details of the . . . execution." "Those can vary; they depend on the clan-chief." Arden looked almost sympathetic, Dana thought.
I wish to accept citizenship and apply for a position in whatever segment of your military is most likely to see combat." Ryan nodded agreement. "My responsibilities as clan-chief prevent me from joining the military, but I concur with the warrior Nevan: I also wish to accept citizenship, and I will recommend to my clan and the other chiefs that they do so as well." "Thank you both.
"As clan-chief of Vader, I judge the similarity between the Clans Vader in the two universes to be sufficient that we are liable for the life-debt. What repayment do you require, James?" Medart sighed, letting his relief show. "I want you or someone you choose to teach me Sandeman magic, clan-chief.
She had tried to live by Sandeman custom; she couldn't change that now, simply because it became . . . inconvenient. "You're right, of course. But I can't do it myself right now, and I don't have a clan-chief to help me." The w'woman looked at her with what seemed to Dana like approval. "Perhaps a clan-chief can be found for you." "I'd . . . appreciate that."
"And that's something I hadn't thought of," Medart said. "If you're willing to waive warrior privacy on that part of our discussion, I'll be happy to pass it along to your clan-chief, the Vader, and the Miklos." "It is waived, but only on that part." "Understood, warrior."
Wotan's unshakable dignity indeed does not prevent a quick easy laugh. And he shows the true aristocratic temper in being little moved by the sorrows of those beneath and unrelated to him: one of his laughs, which we witness, is for the howls of a poor wee dwarf who had been savagely beaten. And so this powerful clan-chief had had a fancy for a house to live in worthy of their greatness.
Ryan looked chagrined. "I never even thought of them I did a lot at first, when I added the chief, but I've gotten so used to them since that I no longer really notice the difference." "And you're not used to deception, so it's easy to understand how you'd miss that." Medart sobered. "But since you are clan-chief, I need to know whether the life-debt your clan owes me at home is valid here."
"Prince James, will you admit I have done my best to teach you as you asked?" "You have, Clan-chief," Medart replied. "My inability to benefit by more than the most basic instruction cannot be laid to your lack of effort." He took a deep breath, rubbed his aching eyes. "You've done your best; I can't hold you to a repayment I'm incapable of absorbing.
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