Book 5. (1 results) Assassin of Gor (Individual Quote)
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"Would they not be a fitting gift for the palace of the very Ubar of Port Kar, beautiful jewel and mistress of gleaming thassa?" The crowd was silent.
"Would they not be a fitting gift for the palace of the very Ubar of Port Kar, beautiful jewel and mistress of gleaming Thassa?" The crowd was silent.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 19, Sentence #366)
Book 5. (7 results) Assassin of Gor (Context Quote)
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"Would such not be pleased to be served his paga by such as these? Would he not care to see them dance for him? Would the sight of them, eager, lips lifted, in the shadows of a tavern's alcoves, not soothe his weary eyes aching from the sun and salt of gleaming thassa?" The crowd roared with laughter.
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But Samos did not speak.
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365
His eyes revealed no expression.
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366
"Would they not be a fitting gift for the palace of the very Ubar of Port Kar, beautiful jewel and mistress of gleaming thassa?" The crowd was silent.
19
367
Inwardly I raged, but too I was overcome with horror, for I could not allow even in my imagination that the girls might be sold to one of Port Kar.
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Never has a slave girl escaped from canaled Port Kar, protected on one side by the interminable, rush-grown delta of the Vosk, on the other by the broad tides of the Tamber Gulf, and beyond it, the vast, blue, gleaming, perilous thassa.
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It is said that the chains of a slave girl are heaviest in Port Kar.
"Would such not be pleased to be served his paga by such as these? Would he not care to see them dance for him? Would the sight of them, eager, lips lifted, in the shadows of a tavern's alcoves, not soothe his weary eyes aching from the sun and salt of gleaming thassa?" The crowd roared with laughter.
But Samos did not speak.
His eyes revealed no expression.
"Would they not be a fitting gift for the palace of the very Ubar of Port Kar, beautiful jewel and mistress of gleaming thassa?" The crowd was silent.
Inwardly I raged, but too I was overcome with horror, for I could not allow even in my imagination that the girls might be sold to one of Port Kar.
Never has a slave girl escaped from canaled Port Kar, protected on one side by the interminable, rush-grown delta of the Vosk, on the other by the broad tides of the Tamber Gulf, and beyond it, the vast, blue, gleaming, perilous thassa.
It is said that the chains of a slave girl are heaviest in Port Kar.
- (Assassin of Gor, Chapter 19)