me?” asked Anna Sophie, looking at me with her big eyes.
“I have no idea, my lady.”
“But I thought that you dwarves had special powers.”
“For what?”
“To see into the future.”
“As you wish, my lady.”
“So do you think that Frederik will leave me?”
“There’s no doubt about it,” I said.
After that she collapsed onto her silken sheets. Where else would she collapse?
IT WASN’T VERY kind of me to be so truthful, but that’s an ancient prerogative belonging to us dwarves. People expect a certain malice from us, and I’m proud to have saved up a bucketful. It’s said that the malice resides in the dwarves’ hunchbacks. But since I don’t have one, my malice is distributed through my whole body. It works its way up from my intestines, into my throat, onto my tongue, and then strikes whoever deserves the poison.
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