th。 Fortunately； tanarukks were fast； hearty； and could endure swift marches with few supplies。 The dwarves of ancient Ammarindar had carved great subterranean highways through their realm； broad； smooth…floored tunnels that ran for mile after mile through the endless gloom。 Kaanyr was somewhat disconcerted to think that the tremendous cavern of the Darklake lay somewhere a mile or two beneath his feet； but the old dwarven road offered far and away their best route to the environs of Menzoberranzan。 If the road happened to be plagued by hungry monsters； well； any other route would have problems of its own。
He shook himself from his reflections and started to walk back toward the long file of his warriors； streaming past the scene of the battle in a ragged double…column。
〃So； tell me again about this Nimor；〃 Kaanyr said。 〃I can easily understand Horgar Steelshadow's motive in mustering this attack。 The gray dwarves and the dark elves have fought many wars over the centuries。 What I don't understand is what's in it for a drow assassin？〃
〃As best I can tell；〃 Aliisza replied； 〃he hates the great Houses of Menzoberranzan enough that he'll destroy the city in order to bring about their fall。〃
〃Such a purity of intent is rare in a dark elf。 You know he's lied to you； of course。〃
Kaanyr suspected； as always； that Aliisza was holding something of her encounter with Nimor to herself。 After all； she was an alu…fiend； the daughter of a succubus； and her weapons and methods were obvious。
〃Lied？〃 she quipped。 〃To me？〃
〃I merely point out that that one should beware of dark elves bearing gifts；〃 Kaanyr replied。 〃He might have convinced you it was in my best interest to bring my army here； but I don't believe for a heartbeat that your mysterious assassin doesn't have more to gain from this alliance than I do。〃
〃That goes without saying； doesn't it？〃 she said。 〃If you see that； why did you agree to bring your army to the Pillars of Woe？〃
〃Because something is going to happen there；〃 Kaanyr said。 〃My ambitions have reached the borders of old Ammarindar； and I don't care to arrest them there。〃
The cambion watched his fierce warriors marching by； staring past them to the dark visions that enthralled him。
〃We'll be approaching from above and to the east；〃 Kaanyr said； 〃perfectly positioned to flank a force trying to hold the Pillars against the approach of Gracklstugh's army。 On the surface； that is why Horgar Steelshadow and his drow assassin want us there。 It might suit their purposes to sit in the gorge a few days and let the drow decimate my soldiers before they attempt to force the pass。 Being on the same side of an obstacle as our enemies carries a liability； as well as an opportunity。 I wouldn't put it past Horgar to manufacture some excuse for a delay in order to let my tanarukks handle the brunt of the fighting。〃
Aliisza cozied up beside him and purred； 〃Until the battle is joined； love； you haven't chosen sides。 The dark elves might pay； and pay well； for your assistance at a critical juncture of the campaign。 Even if that assistance takes the form of simply not doing anything to aid the gray dwarves in their attack。〃
Kaanyr Vhok bared his pointed teeth in a wry smile。
〃There is that；〃 he admitted。 〃All right； then。 We'll see what happens when the Pillars of Woe stand before us。〃
Halisstra was marched for several miles through the forest； gagged； hooded； her hands manacled behind her。 The surface elves had healed the wound in her calf in order to keep her from slowing them down； but the rest of her injuries they didn't bother to tend。 While they'd removed her mail and shield； they did permit her to keep her arming jacket against the cold night air…after searching carefully to make sure they didn't miss any hidden weapons or magical devices。
Eventually they reached a place where the forest floor underfoot gave way to stone； and she could hear the whispers and rustles of a number of people around her。 The air grew warmer； and sullen firelight penetrated the hood over her eyes。
〃Lord Dessaer；〃 a voice close by said； 〃the captive Hurmaendyr spoke of！〃
〃So I see。 Remove her hood。 I would look on her face；〃 said a deep； thoughtful voice from somewhere ahead of her。
Her captors removed the hood； leaving Halisstra squinting in the bright light of an elegant hall made of gleaming silver…hued wood。 Flowering vines wound along posts and beams； and a fire glowed to one side in a large hearth。 Several pale elves watched her carefully…apparently guards of some kind； dressed in silver…hued scale mail with polearms and swords at their hips。
Lord Dessaer was a tall half…elf with golden hair and pale skin with a faint bronze hue to it。 He was well…muscled for a male； nearly as big as Ryld； and he wore a breastplate of gleaming gold with noble accoutrements。
〃Remove her gag； too；〃 the elf lord said。 〃She'll have little to say otherwise。〃
〃Careful； my lord；〃 spoke the captor beside her； whom Halisstra saw was the black…bearded human she'd fought in the forest。 〃She knows something of the bard's arts； and may be able to speak a spell with her hands bound。〃
〃I will exercise all due caution； Curnil。〃 The lord of the hall moved closer； gazing thoughtfully into Halisstra's blood…red eyes； and said； 〃So； what shall we call you？〃
Halisstra stood mute。
〃Are you Auzkovyn or Jaelre？〃 Dessaer asked。
〃I am not of House Jaelre；〃 she said。 〃I do not know of the other House you name。〃
Lord Dessaer exchanged a worried glance with his advisors。
〃You belong to a third faction； then？〃
〃I was traveling with a small pany； on a trade mission；〃 she replied。 〃We sought no trouble with surface dwellers。〃
〃A drow's word is regarded with some skepticism in these lands；〃 Dessaer replied。 〃If you're not Auzkovyn or Jaelre； then what was your business in Cormanthor？〃
〃As I said； it was a trade mission；〃 Halisstra lied。
〃Indeed；〃 drawled Dessaer。 〃Cormanthor was not entirely abandoned during the Retreat； and my people object strongly to the drow effort to seize our old homeland。 Now； I would like to know who exactly you and your panions are； and what you were doing in our forest。〃
〃Our business is our own；〃 Halisstra answered。 〃We intend no harm for any surface folk； and mean to be gone from this place as soon as our business is done。〃
〃So I should simply allow you to go free； is that it？〃
〃You would do yourself no harm if you did so。〃
〃My warriors engage in deadly battles every day against your kind；〃 Dessaer said。 〃Even if you say you have nothing to do with the Jaelre or the Auzkovyn； that doesn't mean you're not our enemy。 We do not ask quarter of the drow； nor do we extend it to them。 Unless you succeed in explaining to my satisfaction why you should be spared； you will be executed。〃
The lord of the surface folk folded his arms before his breastplate； and fixed her with a fierce stare。
〃Our business is with House Jaelre；〃 Halisstra said。 She drew herself up as best she could with her arms bound behind her。 〃It does not concern surface elves。 As I said before； my pany is not here to cause any trouble to you or your people。〃
Lord Dessaer sighed； then nodded to Halisstra's guards。
〃Escort the lady to her cell；〃 he said； 〃and let us see if she bees more helpful with some time to fully consider her situation。〃
Halisstra's guards replaced her hood； covering her eyes again。 She stood passively and allowed them to do so without protest。 If her captors came to expect pliance from her； there was always the chance they might make a mistake and give her a chance to get out of her bonds。
Her guards led her out of the hall and back outdoors again。 She could feel the deep chill of the air； and sensed the growing brightness in the sky even through her hood。 Dawn was near； and the night was vanishing at the sun's approach。 She wondered if her captors meant to lock her in some open cage； a place where the curious and malcontent could e by to jeer and torment her； but instead they led her into another building and down a short flight of stone steps。
Keys jangled； a heavy door creaked open； and she was led through。 Her hands were unbound； only to be secured again in heavy iron manacles as rough hands maneuvered her into place。
〃Listen well； drow；〃 a voice said。 〃You will be unhooded and ungagged； at Lord Dessaer's mand。 However； the first time you attempt to work a spell； you will be fitted with a steel muzzle and hooded so closely you will labor for every breath。 We don't go out of our way to mistreat prisoners； but we'll repay every trouble you cause us threefold。 If we have to break your limbs and shatter your jaw to keep you docile； we will。〃
Her hood was removed。 Halisstra blinked in the bright cell； illuminated by a hot beam of sunlight pouring in from a grate up in one corner。 Several armed guards watched her carefully for any sign of trouble。 She simply ignored them and allowed herself to slump against the wall。 Her hands were chained together tightly； and the manacles were bound to a secure anchor in the ceiling； cleverly designed to take in any slack。
The guards left her half a loaf of some kind of crusty； gold…brown bread and a soft leather jack of cool water； and they exited the cell。 The door was riveted iron plate； evidently locked and barred from outside。
So what now？ she wondered； staring at the opposite wall。
From what little she'd seen of the surface town； Halisstra suspected that her rades could break her out easily enough with a determined effort。
〃Hardly likely；〃 Halisstra muttered to herself。
She was a Houseless outcast whose usefulness did not overe the simple fact that； as the eldest daughter of a high House； she stood as Quenthel's most dangerous rival in the band。 The Mistress of the Academy would be only too happy to abandon Halisstra to whatever fate awaited her。
Who would argue against Quenthel on her behalf？
Danifae？ Halisstra thought。
She allowed her head to drop to her chest and she laughed softly and bitterly。
I must be desperate indeed； to hope for Danifae's passion； she thought。
Once dragged off as a battle captive herself； Danifae would find the situation deliciously； perfectly ironic。 The binding spell wouldn't let Danifae raise a hand against her； but without specific instructions； the battle captive would not be pelled to seek her out。
With nothing else to do but stare at the wall； Halisstra decided to close her eyes and rest。 She still ached in calf； torso； and jaw from the injuries she'd sustained in her desperate last stand。 As much as she longed to use the bae'qeshel songs to heal herself； she dared not。 The pain would have to be endured。
With a simple mental exercise she distanced her mind from her body's pain and fatigue； and slipped deep into Reverie。
In Dessaer's audience hall； the half…elf lord watched his soldiers lead the dark elf away while he stroked his beard thoughtfully。
〃So； Seyll；〃 he said； 〃What do you make of this？〃
From behind a hidde