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| 1 | 251 | "Bertram of Lydius has View more quotes about fled">fled," cried Publius, the kitchen master. |
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| 1 | 248 | I went to fetch a knife from my weapons. |
| 1 | 249 | They lay beside and behind the couch. |
| 1 | 250 | I shared bits of the heart of the sleen with my men, and, together, cupping our hands, we drank its blood in a ritual of sleen hunters. |
| 1 | 251 | "Bertram of Lydius has fled," cried Publius, the kitchen master. |
| 1 | 252 | I had thought this would be true. |
| 1 | 253 | I had looked into the blood, cupped in my hands. |
| 1 | 254 | It is said that if one sees oneself black and wasted in the blood, one will perish of disease; if one sees oneself torn and bloody, one will perish in battle; if one sees oneself old and gray one will die in peace and leave children. |