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.They want to move here, to this realm." Orla lookedaround her garden, lush and beautiful in night's soft darkness."That is whatthis meeting is about.""Well, of course, they can't stay on Draknor.It must be dreadful.There isplenty of room for them here," said Alfred, feeling more cheerful than he hadin days.He was actually looking forward to being in company with the mensch again.They might be quarrelsome, disruptive, but they were interesting.Then he saw the expression on Orla's face."You do plan to let them move onto Surunan, don't you?" he asked.He saw the answer in her eyes, and stared at her, appalled."I can't believeit! You'd turn them away?""It isn't the mensch, Alfred," Orla said."It's those who are with them.ThePatryn.He's asked to come to the meeting.""Haplo?" Alfred repeated in astonishment.At the sound of the name, the dog sprang to its feet, ears pricked, eyessearching."There, there," said Alfred, petting the animal, calming its excitement.Page 163 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"There, there.He's not here now.Not yet."The dog gave a little whimper, and settled back down, nose on paws."Haplo, coming to a meeting of the Sartan," Alfred mused, disquieted by thenews."He must be very confident, to reveal himself to you.Of course, youalready know he's on Chelestra, and he's probably aware that you know.Still,this isn't like him.""Confident!" Orla snapped."Of course he's confident! He's got thedragon-snakes, not to mention several thousand mensch warriors ""But perhaps the mensch only want to live in peace," Alfred suggested."Do you honestly believe that?" Orla looked at him in wonder."Can you be thatnaive?""I admit I'm not as wise or as intelligent as the rest of you," Alfred statedhumbly."But shouldn't you at least listen to what they have to say?""Of course the Council will listen to them.That's why Samah has agreed to themeeting.And he wants you to be present.He sent me to tell you.""Then you didn't come to me on your own," Alfred said softly, staring down athis shoes."I was right.You have been avoiding me.No, don't worry about it.I understand.I've made things difficult enough for you.It's just that Imissed talking to you, I missed hearing your voice.I missed" he lifted hiseyes "looking at you.""Alfred, please, don't.I've said this to you before ""I know.I'm sorry.I think it would be a good idea if I left this house,perhaps even left Chelestra.""Oh, Alfred, no! Don't be ridiculous.You belong here, with us, with yourpeople ""Do I?" Alfred asked her seriously, so seriously he stopped the words on herlips."Orla, what happened to the others?""Others? What others?" she asked, perplexed."The others, the heretics.Before the Sundering.What happened to them?""I.I don't know what you mean," she said.But Alfred saw that she did.She had gone extremely pale; her eyes were wideand frightened.Her lips parted, as if she would say something more, but nosound came from them.Turning hurriedly, she almost ran from the garden.Alfred sat down unhappily on the bench.He was beginning to be extremely frightened.of his own people.The meeting between the Sartan and the mensch was arranged by the dolphins,who, as Alake had said, loved to feel important.What with swimming back andforth from one group to another, suggesting times, changing times, confirmingtimes, discussing where and how and with whom, the dolphins were quite busyand did not think to mention their suspicions concerning Haplo and thedragon-snakes.Or perhaps, in the excitement of the occasion, the dolphins simply forgot allabout the Patryn.As Grundle said, what do you expect from the mind of a fish?Haplo was on guard, always present when the dolphins were around, careful torequest that the dolphins speak one of the mensch languages so that he knewwhat was being said.It was a needless precaution.The royal heads of household had far more urgent worries, didn't have time tolisten to idle gossip.The mensch were currently arguing over where to holdthe meeting with the Sartan: on Sartan ground, as the Sartan wanted, or toinsist that the Sartan sail out and meet the representatives of the threeraces midway.Dumaka, who had already decided he didn't like these Sartan, was in favor offorcing them to come to him.Eliason said it would be more polite for them to go to the Sartan."We're theones coming as beggars."Yngvar grumbled that he didn't care where the meeting was held as long as itwas on dry land.He was sick and tired of living in a damn boat.Page 164 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHaplo sat quietly nearby, watching, listening, saying nothing.He would letthem argue, get it out of their systems, and then he would step in and tellthem what to do.As it turned out, the Sartan insisted that the meeting be held on Surunan orthere would be no meeting.Haplo smiled quietly.Out in a ship, in the magic-nullifying waters of theGoodsea, the Sartan would be completely at the mercy of the mensch.oranyone the mensch happened to have with them.But it was early days for thinking of that.The mensch were in no mood tofight.Not yet."Meet the Sartan on Surunan," Haplo advised."They want to try to impress youwith their strength.It won't hurt if you allow them to think they'vesucceeded.""Impress ME!" 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.They want to move here, to this realm." Orla lookedaround her garden, lush and beautiful in night's soft darkness."That is whatthis meeting is about.""Well, of course, they can't stay on Draknor.It must be dreadful.There isplenty of room for them here," said Alfred, feeling more cheerful than he hadin days.He was actually looking forward to being in company with the mensch again.They might be quarrelsome, disruptive, but they were interesting.Then he saw the expression on Orla's face."You do plan to let them move onto Surunan, don't you?" he asked.He saw the answer in her eyes, and stared at her, appalled."I can't believeit! You'd turn them away?""It isn't the mensch, Alfred," Orla said."It's those who are with them.ThePatryn.He's asked to come to the meeting.""Haplo?" Alfred repeated in astonishment.At the sound of the name, the dog sprang to its feet, ears pricked, eyessearching."There, there," said Alfred, petting the animal, calming its excitement.Page 163 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"There, there.He's not here now.Not yet."The dog gave a little whimper, and settled back down, nose on paws."Haplo, coming to a meeting of the Sartan," Alfred mused, disquieted by thenews."He must be very confident, to reveal himself to you.Of course, youalready know he's on Chelestra, and he's probably aware that you know.Still,this isn't like him.""Confident!" Orla snapped."Of course he's confident! He's got thedragon-snakes, not to mention several thousand mensch warriors ""But perhaps the mensch only want to live in peace," Alfred suggested."Do you honestly believe that?" Orla looked at him in wonder."Can you be thatnaive?""I admit I'm not as wise or as intelligent as the rest of you," Alfred statedhumbly."But shouldn't you at least listen to what they have to say?""Of course the Council will listen to them.That's why Samah has agreed to themeeting.And he wants you to be present.He sent me to tell you.""Then you didn't come to me on your own," Alfred said softly, staring down athis shoes."I was right.You have been avoiding me.No, don't worry about it.I understand.I've made things difficult enough for you.It's just that Imissed talking to you, I missed hearing your voice.I missed" he lifted hiseyes "looking at you.""Alfred, please, don't.I've said this to you before ""I know.I'm sorry.I think it would be a good idea if I left this house,perhaps even left Chelestra.""Oh, Alfred, no! Don't be ridiculous.You belong here, with us, with yourpeople ""Do I?" Alfred asked her seriously, so seriously he stopped the words on herlips."Orla, what happened to the others?""Others? What others?" she asked, perplexed."The others, the heretics.Before the Sundering.What happened to them?""I.I don't know what you mean," she said.But Alfred saw that she did.She had gone extremely pale; her eyes were wideand frightened.Her lips parted, as if she would say something more, but nosound came from them.Turning hurriedly, she almost ran from the garden.Alfred sat down unhappily on the bench.He was beginning to be extremely frightened.of his own people.The meeting between the Sartan and the mensch was arranged by the dolphins,who, as Alake had said, loved to feel important.What with swimming back andforth from one group to another, suggesting times, changing times, confirmingtimes, discussing where and how and with whom, the dolphins were quite busyand did not think to mention their suspicions concerning Haplo and thedragon-snakes.Or perhaps, in the excitement of the occasion, the dolphins simply forgot allabout the Patryn.As Grundle said, what do you expect from the mind of a fish?Haplo was on guard, always present when the dolphins were around, careful torequest that the dolphins speak one of the mensch languages so that he knewwhat was being said.It was a needless precaution.The royal heads of household had far more urgent worries, didn't have time tolisten to idle gossip.The mensch were currently arguing over where to holdthe meeting with the Sartan: on Sartan ground, as the Sartan wanted, or toinsist that the Sartan sail out and meet the representatives of the threeraces midway.Dumaka, who had already decided he didn't like these Sartan, was in favor offorcing them to come to him.Eliason said it would be more polite for them to go to the Sartan."We're theones coming as beggars."Yngvar grumbled that he didn't care where the meeting was held as long as itwas on dry land.He was sick and tired of living in a damn boat.Page 164 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHaplo sat quietly nearby, watching, listening, saying nothing.He would letthem argue, get it out of their systems, and then he would step in and tellthem what to do.As it turned out, the Sartan insisted that the meeting be held on Surunan orthere would be no meeting.Haplo smiled quietly.Out in a ship, in the magic-nullifying waters of theGoodsea, the Sartan would be completely at the mercy of the mensch.oranyone the mensch happened to have with them.But it was early days for thinking of that.The mensch were in no mood tofight.Not yet."Meet the Sartan on Surunan," Haplo advised."They want to try to impress youwith their strength.It won't hurt if you allow them to think they'vesucceeded.""Impress ME!" 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