Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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| 24 | 415 | I did not draw my View more quotes about weapon">weapon, but my mere gesture had caused a hundred swords to leap from the sheath. |
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Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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| 24 | 412 | "Where is the girl, Vella?" I asked. |
| 24 | 413 | "Depart from my presence," decreed Marlenus. |
| 24 | 414 | My hand was at the hilt of my sword. |
| 24 | 415 | I did not draw my weapon, but my mere gesture had caused a hundred swords to leap from the sheath. |
| 24 | 416 | I turned, the room seeming to swirl about me, black and startling, and, scarcely feeling the tiles beneath my feet, departed from the court of the Ubar. |
| 24 | 417 | Enraged, I wandered the corridors, black hatred consuming me, my heart pounding with fury. |
| 24 | 418 | Why had this been done to me? Was this the reward for my services? And what of Elizabeth? Was it that Marlenus had looked upon her and so pleasing did he find her that he had decreed that she be reserved for the very Pleasure Gardens of the Ubar of Ar himself, to serve him as a silken wench, one of perhaps hundreds waiting perhaps a year for his casual notice or his touch? Men such as Marlenus are wont to take what pleases them, and to hold it, should they wish, at the point of a blade. |
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"Where is the girl, Vella?" I asked.
"Depart from my presence," decreed Marlenus.
My hand was at the hilt of my sword.
I did not draw my weapon, but my mere gesture had caused a hundred swords to leap from the sheath.
I turned, the room seeming to swirl about me, black and startling, and, scarcely feeling the tiles beneath my feet, departed from the court of the Ubar.
Enraged, I wandered the corridors, black hatred consuming me, my heart pounding with fury.
Why had this been done to me? Was this the reward for my services? And what of Elizabeth? Was it that Marlenus had looked upon her and so pleasing did he find her that he had decreed that she be reserved for the very Pleasure Gardens of the Ubar of Ar himself, to serve him as a silken wench, one of perhaps hundreds waiting perhaps a year for his casual notice or his touch? Men such as Marlenus are wont to take what pleases them, and to hold it, should they wish, at the point of a blade.
- (Assassin of Gor)