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"Was it you or Aondo who slew the bidui boys?" Valeria asked.
"Aondo."
Somehow to Conan that had the ring of truth.
"This is a matter for Seyganko and Emwaya," he said. "Lie down on your s.h.i.+eld so none will put a spear through you until we return. Bid your folk stay out of sight. And pray to the G.o.ds that you are telling the truth!"
Wobeku swore several potent oaths with a certain dignity that Conan thought did him some honor, then a.s.sumed the pose of submission. "Now we'd best make haste to Seyganko, before someone skewers our would-be peacemaker," the Cimmerian grumbled as he broke into a trot. "And here I thought our work was done!"
"We can't seek out the river until the lake's fit to sail on," Valeria reminded him. "Nor am I one for sitting idle while others work."
"But then-"
She slipped an arm around his waist. "Downriver to the Trading Coast.
I've still those fire-stones, and as long as no Golden Serpent comes with them, they may buy us a s.h.i.+p."
"Buy you a s.h.i.+p," Conan said. Her touch was as warming to his blood as ever, but he knew too much about the other sides of her nature. "Two of us on one s.h.i.+p would divide the crew. I'm for turning landsman anyway, until the Barachans have forgotten the name of Conan the Cimmerian."
"They may forget it," Valeria said with a complacent smile. "I will not."
