8 Neverwinter 02 - Neverwinter by R.A. Salvatore

Author:R.A. Salvatore [Salvatore, R.A.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780786958429
Publisher: Bill
Published: 0101-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

His thoughts also fel to Jarlaxle, of course, the drow to whom Drizzt had run when he’d lost Catti-brie and Regis. Was Jarlaxle not a kil er?

“He thinks these kil ers potential al ies,” Dahlia went on.

“Better, perhaps, that they are not overt enemies,” he quietly replied.

Dahlia couldn’t let it go without one last stab. “And thinks these kil ers perhaps even lovers, yes?” She gave a little laugh and limped back up the grassy banking toward the camp.

“This is what I’ve come to know,” Drizzt stated flatly, halting Dahlia in her tracks. “There is right and there is wrong. There is good and there is evil, but rarely are either of these concepts ful y embodied in any one person. Life is more complicated than that; people are more complicated than that. Not al al ies wil prove of similar weal and not al enemies wil be so different from me. I wish this weren’t true.” He gave a resigned, almost hopeless smile. He thought of Captain Deudermont, then, his old friend who had placed principle over pragmatism in an untenable situation, the result of which had been the fal of Luskan to the nefarious high captains. Drizzt had not agreed with Deudermont’s designs, had warned against them, to no avail.

“Or perhaps I don’t,” he admitted. “Perhaps it is, after al , that complexity that makes life interesting.”

“The complexity you find in others, which doesn’t exist in the pure heart of Drizzt Do’Urden?” Dahlia teased.

Drizzt laughed and shrugged. A mil ion retorts flitted through his thoughts, but in the end, Drizzt had no response. Dahlia had weighed her words and her tone perfectly, he realized. She knew him, his reputation and his soul, and obviously she had no hesitation in flicking her finger against his heart. He watched her diminish into the shadows, reminded again that this was not Catti-brie beside him, not a rock of conscience, not even a dependable friend. What might Dahlia do to help Drizzt if her own life was on the line? Would she flee and leave him to his fate?

He played through their many battles at each other’s side in Gauntlgrym. Dahlia had fought valiantly, fearlessly. He could count on her in matters of the sword.

“Wil you join me tonight by the fire?” Dahlia asked from beyond the bluff.

But could Drizzt count on her in matters of the heart?

Drizzt shook it al away with a little laugh. What did it matter? He pul ed himself up and brushed the dust of the road from his pants and cloak, then went to the river and quickly splashed his face.

Then he went to Dahlia’s lair.

With Andahar keeping a swift pace, Drizzt and Dahlia passed Port Llast the very next night, giving the town a wide berth for fear that some of Kurth’s agents might be among the visitors. Not far down the road from there, Drizzt realized that they were not alone.

“In the tree to the left,” Dahlia whispered back when he informed her.

Drizzt pul

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