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“Take my hand, child,” she said.
Diamanda “I ain’t in her mind, elf. I’m keeping you out.”
The Queen smiled. It was the most beautiful smile Diamanda had ever seen.
“And you have some power, too. Amazing. I never thought you’d amount to anything, Esmerelda Weatherwax. But it’s no good here. Kill them both. But not at the same time. Let the other one watch.”
She climbed on to her horse again, turned it around, and galloped off.
Two of the elves dismounted, drawing thin bronze dag-gers from their belts.stuck out a hand gingerly.There was something about the eyes. It wasn’t the shape or the color. There was no evil glint. But there was ...... a look. It was such a look that a microbe might encounter if it could see up from the bottom end of the microscope. It said: You are nothing. It said: You are flawed, you have no value. It said: You are animal. It said: Perhaps you may be a pet, or perhaps you may be a quarry. It said:And the choice is not yours.She tried to pull her hand away.“Get out of her mind, old crone.”Granny’s face was running with sweat.