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"Cernus will not arrive until the sales begin," said he, "so we have something of a wait". - (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #88)

This was surprising because the hour was still early; I supposed the crowd this night would be unusually large, even for the fourth night of the Love Feast; none of the citizens had paid much attention to my being brought under guard to the box of Cernus; he was Ubar; it is not unusual on Gor for a powerful victor to force his enemy to witness the sale of his own women, before he is either sold or slain himself. Philemon looked at me with his narrow ferret eyes and smiled. He pursed his thin, sour mouth. "Cernus will not arrive until the sales begin," said he, "so we have something of a wait". I said nothing. "Hood him," said Philemon. I struggled but the huge wad of soured leather was thrust again in my mouth and the heavy hood, with its thick layers of leather, drawn over my head and locked. - (Assassin of Gor)