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after a moment. “A duel ­between elves?”
Tannim shook his head. “No. A witch and a sorceress. The witch was the good guy—or rather, gal. I didn’t know who the bad guy was, or that it was a female at the time. I was just glad the witch had a good sense of ethics and was trying to keep the mayhem to a minimum where the audience was concerned.”
“A witch and a sorceress? Aren’t they the same thing?” Sam asked, in a genuinely puzzled tone.
Again, Tannim shook his head. “Trust me, there’s a difference between the two. The reason it was dangerous was because although the witch was being careful about innocent bystanders, the sorceress wasn’t. And, like I said, in this case, the witch was the good guy. There’s a lot of parallels between the Seleighe and Unseleighe Courts there.”
Sam nodded