The assassins faltered. For the first time that night, they noticed his hands. The diamond star seemed so obvious now; the way this [i]common[/i] courier fended them off with nary a scratch could not have been coincidence. One of the assassins sheathed his sword, stretched out his hand, and motioned for Solomon to approach and show his.

Rose and Amalthea watched with bated breath.
[i]Could this really work?[/i]