The light outlined his own features and the Arms of Valkyr on the clasp of his cloak at his throat. The girl's eyes widened. Slowly the tenseness went out of her and she relaxed against him.
"Kieron! Kieron of Valkyr!"
Kieron was still alert for some trick. Landor could have hired a female assassin just as well as a man.
"You know me?" he asked cautiously.
"Know you!" She laughed suddenly, and it was a silvery sound in the night. "I loved you ... beast!"
"By the Seven Hells, you speak in riddles! Who are you?" the Valkyr demanded irritably.
"And I thought you had come to kill me," mused the girl in self-reproach. "My own Kieron!"
"I'm not your Kieron or anyone else's, Lady," said Kieron rather stiffly, "and you'd better explain why you were watching me in the Hall of Emperors before I'll let you go."
"My father warned me that you would forget me. I did not think you would be so cruel," she taunted.