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.Pulling leather gloves fromhis hands with impatient fury, the red-haired duke strode across theintervening beach and planted himself before Linden.Aside from thecustomary belt dagger for eating, the man was unarmed.Though still wary, Linden relaxed a little."I've come to take my nephew home," Beren snarled.He glanced overLinden's shoulder and a perplexed look shot across his face.His eyesdarted from side to side, and the look of puzzlement grew."Up that?" Linden said in derision, jerking a thumb at the cliff,even as he wondered atBeren's puzzlement.Their eyes met.For a moment Linden thought the man would strikehim.But Beren controlled himself after one abortive movement; theonly sign of his temper now was the clenching and unclenching of hisbig fists."Any way I have to," Beren said with quiet anger.Another voice answered before Linden could.It spoke with an angerthat matched the duke's."Only over my very dead body, will you take that boy, my lord."Healer Tasha marched past Linden.She looked ready to explode withwrath."Have you any idea what a ride that long will do to Rann, my lord?"Page 113 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlshe said, her voice shaking with fury.Beren didn't answer that.Instead, to Linden's surprise, the duke looked upand down the beach once more and asked, "Where's Gevianna? She must be here.And did Peridaen come?""Gevianna," Tasha snapped, "is sleeping in her bed after being dosed withsyrup of poppy.""But Ber " interrupted the duke, then shut his mouth with a snap.Tasha went on, "The thought of a trip by sea upset her badly, and since I wascoming along, her services were not needed.As for Prince Peridaen, my lord, Ihave no idea where he is.AndRann is not going with you.It would not only undo all the goodthis day has done him, it would exhaust him to the point of a seriousrelapse.As his Healer, I will not allow it."She folded her arms across her chest.And that is that! the gesture said.Beren rubbed his chin."So neither Peridaen nor Gevianna is here," he said asif to himself.Still," he said, hand dropping to his side once more, "still, Rann comes withme.""No," said Tasha."Yes," said Beren.He raised a hand as if to summon his men.Time to take a hand in this.It was not something Linden relisheddoing; no one likedhaving his authority challenged by an outsider.If Beren hadn't hated himbefore this &"No," Linden said with quiet finality."Rann does not go home with you, mylord Duke.He returns on board the ship with the rest of us and under HealerTasha's care."Beren's face turned brick red with fury.The man wasn't stupid; he knew whatwas coming next."Dragonlord's orders," Linden said.Beren's lips drew back in a snarl, baring strong white teeth.One hand evendarted toward his belt dagger.Linden braced himself for an attack.Then Beren turned on his heel and strode back to his waiting men, and Lindenknew he'd made an enemy.Thirty ^ The old solar was quiet so late in the afternoon.The round room was high upin a tower that jutted out from the oldest part of the palace.Few peoplecared to take the time to seek out the old-fashioned solar now that the new,larger one was the favored gathering place of the ladies of the palace.Allof which made this room perfect for a summer afternoon of solitude.Long, narrow lancet windows marched along the outer walls looking out over theriver far below.One could trace the line of the river, moving widdershinsfrom window to window.At the last to overlook the brown waters of theUildodd, the sea began, revealing itself as a silver flash along the horizonto the south.The last of the sunlight streamed in through the westerly windows,illuminating the oak planking caught in their spear tips of light.Sherrinesat curled up in one of the chairs scattered around the room.She watchedthe patterns of light and shadow in their advance across thehoney-colored wood of the floor.She was glad that no one had ever thoughtto cover it with tiles.The oak had a warmth that tiles lacked.Best of all her mother never came here.Sherrine bit her lip at the thought ofPage 114 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlher parent; of late, her mother had been acting, well, oddly.Always acid-tongued, her mother had outdone herself the past few days.Sherrine clenched her fists as a memory of her mother's taunts echoed in hermind.You think you're special because of your Dragonlord lover? Bah! He'll findbetterit won't be hard.You are flawed.Never forget that.You're flawed and it makes you worthless.Where's your precious Linden Rathan, little fool? Perhaps he's come tohis senses; who'd want you with that hideous birthmark splashed across yourback? It must have made him sick to look at;the mere thought of it makes me illSherrine had made the mistake of pointing out that Linden Rathan himselfhad the samekind of birthmark.It had simply sparked her mother into a vicious tiradethe likes of whichSherrine had never dreamed possible.Inured as she was to hermother's constant insults, Sherrine had run from the room in tears.And then there was the fear that she saw now in her mother's eyes when theylit upon her.A fear that came from the soulNo.She'd no longer think about such things.They did not exist.She would think only about now.How the solar was warm and she was pleasantly drowsy.It was enough to sink into the soft cushions, awaiting Tandavi's returnfrom her post outside the council chamber.The surprise holiday from themeetings had been tedious.She was glad they'd resumed.Linden alwaysappreciated her company after a particularly trying day.She wondered if he would return with her servant.Surely by nowhe'd fulfilled his obligation to his Yerrin friend and could join her for alate dinner tonight [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Pulling leather gloves fromhis hands with impatient fury, the red-haired duke strode across theintervening beach and planted himself before Linden.Aside from thecustomary belt dagger for eating, the man was unarmed.Though still wary, Linden relaxed a little."I've come to take my nephew home," Beren snarled.He glanced overLinden's shoulder and a perplexed look shot across his face.His eyesdarted from side to side, and the look of puzzlement grew."Up that?" Linden said in derision, jerking a thumb at the cliff,even as he wondered atBeren's puzzlement.Their eyes met.For a moment Linden thought the man would strikehim.But Beren controlled himself after one abortive movement; theonly sign of his temper now was the clenching and unclenching of hisbig fists."Any way I have to," Beren said with quiet anger.Another voice answered before Linden could.It spoke with an angerthat matched the duke's."Only over my very dead body, will you take that boy, my lord."Healer Tasha marched past Linden.She looked ready to explode withwrath."Have you any idea what a ride that long will do to Rann, my lord?"Page 113 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlshe said, her voice shaking with fury.Beren didn't answer that.Instead, to Linden's surprise, the duke looked upand down the beach once more and asked, "Where's Gevianna? She must be here.And did Peridaen come?""Gevianna," Tasha snapped, "is sleeping in her bed after being dosed withsyrup of poppy.""But Ber " interrupted the duke, then shut his mouth with a snap.Tasha went on, "The thought of a trip by sea upset her badly, and since I wascoming along, her services were not needed.As for Prince Peridaen, my lord, Ihave no idea where he is.AndRann is not going with you.It would not only undo all the goodthis day has done him, it would exhaust him to the point of a seriousrelapse.As his Healer, I will not allow it."She folded her arms across her chest.And that is that! the gesture said.Beren rubbed his chin."So neither Peridaen nor Gevianna is here," he said asif to himself.Still," he said, hand dropping to his side once more, "still, Rann comes withme.""No," said Tasha."Yes," said Beren.He raised a hand as if to summon his men.Time to take a hand in this.It was not something Linden relisheddoing; no one likedhaving his authority challenged by an outsider.If Beren hadn't hated himbefore this &"No," Linden said with quiet finality."Rann does not go home with you, mylord Duke.He returns on board the ship with the rest of us and under HealerTasha's care."Beren's face turned brick red with fury.The man wasn't stupid; he knew whatwas coming next."Dragonlord's orders," Linden said.Beren's lips drew back in a snarl, baring strong white teeth.One hand evendarted toward his belt dagger.Linden braced himself for an attack.Then Beren turned on his heel and strode back to his waiting men, and Lindenknew he'd made an enemy.Thirty ^ The old solar was quiet so late in the afternoon.The round room was high upin a tower that jutted out from the oldest part of the palace.Few peoplecared to take the time to seek out the old-fashioned solar now that the new,larger one was the favored gathering place of the ladies of the palace.Allof which made this room perfect for a summer afternoon of solitude.Long, narrow lancet windows marched along the outer walls looking out over theriver far below.One could trace the line of the river, moving widdershinsfrom window to window.At the last to overlook the brown waters of theUildodd, the sea began, revealing itself as a silver flash along the horizonto the south.The last of the sunlight streamed in through the westerly windows,illuminating the oak planking caught in their spear tips of light.Sherrinesat curled up in one of the chairs scattered around the room.She watchedthe patterns of light and shadow in their advance across thehoney-colored wood of the floor.She was glad that no one had ever thoughtto cover it with tiles.The oak had a warmth that tiles lacked.Best of all her mother never came here.Sherrine bit her lip at the thought ofPage 114 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlher parent; of late, her mother had been acting, well, oddly.Always acid-tongued, her mother had outdone herself the past few days.Sherrine clenched her fists as a memory of her mother's taunts echoed in hermind.You think you're special because of your Dragonlord lover? Bah! He'll findbetterit won't be hard.You are flawed.Never forget that.You're flawed and it makes you worthless.Where's your precious Linden Rathan, little fool? Perhaps he's come tohis senses; who'd want you with that hideous birthmark splashed across yourback? It must have made him sick to look at;the mere thought of it makes me illSherrine had made the mistake of pointing out that Linden Rathan himselfhad the samekind of birthmark.It had simply sparked her mother into a vicious tiradethe likes of whichSherrine had never dreamed possible.Inured as she was to hermother's constant insults, Sherrine had run from the room in tears.And then there was the fear that she saw now in her mother's eyes when theylit upon her.A fear that came from the soulNo.She'd no longer think about such things.They did not exist.She would think only about now.How the solar was warm and she was pleasantly drowsy.It was enough to sink into the soft cushions, awaiting Tandavi's returnfrom her post outside the council chamber.The surprise holiday from themeetings had been tedious.She was glad they'd resumed.Linden alwaysappreciated her company after a particularly trying day.She wondered if he would return with her servant.Surely by nowhe'd fulfilled his obligation to his Yerrin friend and could join her for alate dinner tonight [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]