What were the awkward land crabs doing now? Coral Bud, daughter of the sea king Hamar, master pirate of the planet sprang to her feet and tossed her soft dark hair back from her shoulders. There was no rumble or clank of a bronze watergrid being raised. The ceremonious answer came, “The barge of Bulbul, Chief Eunuch to the Wizard Amfi, master of the parthogen bottles!” The girl listened further. This barge was known on all the canals from the Desert Cities to the Seacoast. “HO, BARGEMASTER! attend your prow! What barge approaches Mus-al-ram, great mistress of the Desert Cities?” The newly betrothed bride hidden within the splendid tent on the barges midship platform sat up impatiently on her cushions, reflecting that the Gatemaster’s question was just a stupid ceremony. Copyright © 1980 by Sam Nicholson Berkley Books ISBN: 0-4250-4587-0
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