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don't know if you will see again,” he told her sadly. "I've never had any experience with this kind of blindness." Piers frowned. He did not like being so unsure about something so important. "I have examined your eyes and I can find no damage. We'll just have to wait."

"I hear voices,” someone cal ed outside. "Is she awake?" Sayyed sauntered in, bringing in the smel s of sun, wind, and horses. He smiled at Piers, then strode over to Gabria's pallet. "I was beginning to wonder if you were going to sleep through the whole gathering,” he said, sitting beside her.

"Before you two talk all day, I have something for Gabria to drink." Piers handed her a cup. "Nara said it is for strength and healing."

The sorceress sat up and raised the cup to her lips. She smiled. The cup was ful of the Hunnuli mare's rich, warm milk. Gabria drank every drop and felt her energy flooding back. "What has been happening?"

With pleasure Sayyed and Piers told her everything that had occurred the past two and a half days.

Sayyed immediately began with Afer, and with delight in his voice said, "No one expected my idea to work." He laughed. "They kept saying no horse would tolerate being slung by his bel y for days on end.

They didn't take into account the intel igence of a Hunnuli. We have him supported in a special framework under the cottonwood trees. His leg is splinted, and Tam is spoiling him with treats and handpicked grass. He seems to be doing very well. Even your herdmasters are shaking their heads and saying the sling just might work."

Gabria was delighted to hear that news. The men went on, telling her that Lord Koshyn and the clanspeople Piers had treated with the healing stone were doing well. The chieftains' council had met as planned, and Lord Athlone had explained the details of the gorthling's vicious nature to them all.

"I don't think they ful y comprehended what we were fighting until Lord Athlone told them about the massacre of the Bahedin,” Sayyed told her. "When they came out of the council tent yesterday, every man among them was as white as the moon." He slapped his knee. "I wish you could have been in the camps last night. The tales of Branth, the gorthling, and our journey to Pra Desh spread from one end of the gathering to the other."

Piers chuckled. "Hardly anyone but you slept last night. They were too busy talking."

“And gawking. The Priestess of Amara and Athlone put the mask of Valorian on display. Every man, woman, and child stood in line to see it." Sayyed shook his head. "No one quite knows what to make of all this---a gorthling, arcane battles, Valorian's mask, the Hunnuli herd---your people have enough to keep them thinking for years."

Gabria smiled. "I hope so. What about the council, have they had their meeting on sorcery?"

Piers answered, "Not yet. They're waiting for you."

"Athlone is at the council tent now, trying to convince Lord Caurus that sorcery is not going to destroy the clans,” Sayyed said."

"He'll have a tough fight with that man." The mention of Athlone sobered Gabria. She had something important to tel Sayyed, but she was not certain where to start. The young Turic was so dear to her soul, it was very difficult to tell him what her heart had been trying to tell her all along. She loved Sayyed as a brother and a friend, as someone who filled the aching void left by her twin's death. She wondered sadly how he would react when she told him the truth. Would he stay or would he leave in a cloud of hurt feelings?

But Sayyed surprised her. The Turic took her hand. "It is good to have you alive and well, Gabria,”

he said. "When you left us to find the gorthling alone, we feared the worst. Lord Athlone was like a stallion heading for battle. He would have left by himself if Piers hadn't talked him into taking me. I've never seen a man so wild." He nodded his head. "If you don't take that man for your husband, he wil go berserk one of these days."

Gabria inhaled sharply. "You understand?"

Sayyed gently rubbed her palm with his fingers. "I've known for many days. I just didn't want to see the truth because I wanted you so much, but his feelings and yours are undeniable. You are destined to be together."

"Thank you," she whispered. She touched her bandages with her hand, wishing she could see his face. Despite his words, she would hear the sadness and disappointment in his voice.

"I hope this doesn't mean you won't teach me more sorcery," he said.

Her fingers tightened around his. "You'll stay?"

"Gabria," Sayyed said earnestly, "my love for you is undying. I must simply change it so it does not burn so hot. I came to learn sorcery, and if you will still have me by your side, I want to stay."

"So do I." Athlone said from the tent's entrance. The Khulinin chieftain strode in and joined Gabria and Sayyed. Piers quietly withdrew, leaving the three magic-wielders in the privacy of the tent.

Lord Athlone sat down beside Gabria. He was nervous about her reaction to what he was going to say, and it took him a moment to find the words. "Sayyed and I have talked a great deal the past few days," the chief said slowly. "We have settled a few of our differences, and I have come to understand many things about sorcery and myself. You asked me once if I was willing to live with magic and all of its difficulties. Now I can tell you with all my heart, yes, but only if you are with me. Would you consider renewing our vow of betrothal?"

Gabria sat still, her thoughts swept away by her emotions. "If my eyes do not heal, can you

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