"But I can't eat my promise. My father and mother have told me that a man never breaks his word."
Garmund smiled, liking Cnebba's reply. "Of course you must keep your promise. My father, too, says that promises must be kept. A man's word is his bond."
Lčođern burst out, "But can we come too? You said we could. Please?" The last question was directed at both of the older boys.
"We have to wait until Cnebba finds the other boys, Lčođern."
"But that shouldn't be hard. They went..."
"Lčođern!"
Realizing that she had nearly given away the answer to the game, Lčođern clapped her hand over her mouth.
"I'm sorry! I won't say." She grinned.
"We can watch until this round is over. Then, if the others don't mind, we'd like to play too. How's that?"
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