At the Gates of Darkness. Raymond E. Feist

the book first.’ He looked at Jim. ‘Can you do it?’

      ‘Of course I can. The Prince is an eastern caretaker who doesn’t have any sense of, or much care about politics. He’s content to hunt, drink, chase serving girls and allow me to reassure him that all is well. Then he reports the assurances back to the King, that all is well in the west.

      ‘I’ll have my personal scribe draw up the messages to the Emperor of Queg and…will sign them. If you think it would help, I can use the royal seal to suggest that the documents come from the King, himself.’

      ‘Forgery?’ said Pug with newfound respect. ‘Is there no end to your larcenous skills?’

      ‘I have a few limits,’ said Jim with no hint of modesty. ‘It will take a couple of weeks, and the sooner begun, the sooner done.’

      Pug said, ‘Very well. Magnus get us to the island, please, and then take Jim to Krondor.’

      As they assembled to transport to Sorcerer’s Isle, Amirantha said, ‘I wonder how that demon loving elf and his brother are doing.’