Thieves World 3 – Shadows of Sanctuary by Asprin, Robert

High Priest and the Hell Hound together for a moment.

‘I’ve talked with her often these past few days. Remarkable, isn’t it, to

discover that a slave has a mind?’ Molin said aloud to himself but for Tempus’s

benefit. If the Hound had an interest in Seylalha the Priesthood wished to use

it. ‘She is convinced she . slept with the god – in all other respects she is

intelligent and not given to false beliefs, but her faith in her lover will not

be shaken. She dances for him still, in silence. I’ve replaced the silks, but

women and eunuchs must come from the capital and that will take time.

‘I watch her each evening at sunset; she doesn’t seem to mind. She is very

beautiful, but sad and lonely as well – the dance has changed since the Ten

Slaying. You must come and watch for yourself sometime.’

A MAN AND HIS GOD

by Janet Morris

1

Solstice storms and heat lightning beat upon Sanctuary, washing the dust from

the gutters and from the faces of the mercenaries drifting through town on their

way north where (seers proclaimed and rumour corroborated) the Rankan Empire

would soon be hiring multitudes, readying for war.

The storms doused cookfires west of town, where the camp followers and

artificers that Sanctuary’s ramshackle facilities could not hold had overflowed.

There squatted, under stinking ill-tanned hide pavilions, custom weaponers

catering to mercenaries whose eyes were keener than the most carefully wax

forged iron and whose panoplies must bespeak their whereabouts in battle to

their comrades; their deadly efficacy to strangers and combatants; the dear cost