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hoped it would not come to killing tonight.
    Halef stood. "Are you ready, man of the tribe?"
    Hakim saluted the headman with his dagger. "I am ready."
    "Are you ready, Woman of the Northern King?"
    Alanna saluted, her mouth paper-dry. "I am."
    The headman clapped his hands sharply and the tribesmen stepped back. Hakim circled, his eyes sharp.
    "Meet your death, woman!" he cried.
    Alanna crouched, watching his circling form and remaining silent. She had never followed the practice of shouting insults at an enemy; this was no time to start. Remembering the advice of her friend George, the King of the Thieves, she kept her eyes on Hakim's blade. He thrust; she skipped aside, then danced in close, slashing for his chest. He leaped back and began to circle once more, his eyes wary. Her lightning response had taught him to treat her with caution.
    He feinted high and then drove in, his knife coming up from beneath. Alanna turned her side toward him; as his arm shot past her, she seized it and wrenched him over her hip. Coram let out a whoop of joy—wrestling had always been her weak point—and silenced as the Bazhir glared at him.
    Hakim rolled to his feet as she kept back, unwilling to follow up her advantage. He wiped his hands on his breeches, his eyes never leaving her. He was sweating, and Alanna could feel the fear rolling off him. Teach him to think a woman's an easy opponent, she thought as she lunged in.
    He caught her cross guard on his, bearing up on the locked knives. Alanna dropped and rolled away before coming to her feet. Hakim lunged wildly, his blade slicing toward her unprotected shoulder. Twisting, Alanna stabbed through the web of muscle on the bottom of his upper arm. She yanked her knife free just as one of his fists struck the middle of her spine, driving the wind from her lungs. Again she dropped and rolled. He threw himself toward her: this time she helped him over her head with her foot, sending him flying across the cleared space.
    Breathing hard, she rolled to her feet. Hakim rose, dashing sweat from his eyes. He closed too slowly, giving her time to maneuver into position. Grabbing his knife arm, she rapped him hard on the temple with her dagger hilt. Hakim went down like a stone, and stayed down.
    "You may kill him," Halef told her. "It is your right."
    Alanna wiped her sweating face. "I won't kill when I don't have to. I hate waste."
    Men assisted Hakim from the circle as Coram gave her a towel. Faithful twined around her ankles. "Ye did well," the ex-soldier whispered. "Any of us who taught ye would've been proud of that fight."
    The Bazhir crowded around to offer their congratulations. Only a few stayed back, including the shaman, Akhnan Ibn Nazzir. Thinking to make amends, Alanna went to him, her hand outstretched. "Is there peace between us?" she asked. "I mean no offense to you or your ways."
    "Unnatural woman!" he snarled. "The Balance will never be right as long as you act like a man!" He glared at the now-silent Bazhir. "Our tribe will suffer until this she-demon is cast out!" Gathering his burnoose around himself, he stalked off.
    For a moment all were silent. Finally Alanna shrugged and turned to Halef Seif.
    "Now what?" she asked.
    The headman's set face boded ill for the shaman. Then he too shrugged. "The law is the law. You survived the combat: you are one of us." The tribesmen murmured their agreement. "Akhnan Ibn Nazzir is no longer young. New ideas come less easily to him." He smiled at her. "Now we make you a warrior of the tribe, and your man Coram, if you will speak for him."
    "Of course I'll speak for him." How could he ask?
    "Then hold out your arm," Halef instructed. Alanna obeyed. In a swift movement the man opened a long shallow cut on the inside of her forearm. Holding out his own wrist, he did the same to himself, then pressed his wound to Alanna's.
    "Become one with the tribe, and one with our people," he commanded, his soft voice suddenly deep and ringing. Alanna shuddered