QUOTE : I am oath-sworn armsman to Count Piotr,” Bothari recited the obvious. He was watching her closely now, a weird smile tugging at one corner of his mouth. “Let me rephrase that. I know the official penalties for an armsman going AWOL are fearsome. But suppose—” “Milady.” He held up a hand; she paused in mid-breath. “Do you remember, back on the front lawn at Vorkosigan Surleau when we were loading Negri’s body into the lightflyer, when my Lord Regent told me to obey your voice as his own?” Cordelia’s brows went up. “Yes . . . ?” “He never countermanded that order.