《If I Pay Thee Not in Gold 》作者：- Piers Anthony & Mercedes Lackey 【E

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If I Pay Thee Not In Gold Piers Anthony amp Mercedes Lackey CONTENTS ?? Chapter 1. 3?? Chapter 2. 14 ?? Chapter 3. 29 ?? Chapter 4. 40 ?? Chapter 5. 51 ?? Chapter 6. 62 ?? Chapter 7. 76 ?? Chapter 8. 88 ?? Chapter 9. 101 ?? Chapter 10. 118 ?? Chapter 11. 133 ?? Chapter 12. 147 ?? Chapter 13. 159 ?? Chapter 14. 176 ?? Chapter 15. 188 ?? Chapter 16. 203 ?? Chapter 17. 222 ?? ?? Chapter 1 Xylina ignored the hum of whispered conversation that followed her as she wound her way throughthe crowded bodies in the bazaar. She kept her head high pretending there was nothing more onher mind than the perfectly ordinary purchase of food. But her muscles were knotted withtension and she really would rather have been back in her home. This task was ordinary for her anyway though odd or eccentric for any other woman. Shesometimes wondered if she was the only Mazonite in the city who did not have at least one maleslave to tend to the domestic chores. The bazaar thronged with male slaves sent on the sameerrand she was performing herself. They were draped in the loose soft pastel tunics ofhousehold servants. The few freedmen who had permission to be in the marketplace at this hourwere in black and barefoot so that in theory they could not run very fast if they committedsome crime. The women in Xylinas immediate vicinity were leather-clad fighters in suede body-wrappings andtrews bearing combat-scars and the marks of armor and weaponry. Others were the heads ofhouseholds in their severe linen or samite tunics and breeches the uniform of the workadayworld for those who had property. For those who did not dress was whatever the woman couldconjure in Xylinas case a simple drape of soft mage-cloth. She had intended dark blue butit had come out a soft sapphire. Whatever the color it marked her as poverty-stricken nofemale of substance wore mage-cloth. Then again there was no disgrace in being poor. That was not what the others were whisperingabout. She knew what they were saying those scarred and hardened warriors who murmured to eachother like gossiping kitchen-slaves shed heard it all before. ... coward...fool