felt uncomfortable with smoother, harder, fabrics next to his skin. He grinned: Duzi knew that he was uncomfortable enough at public functions as it was.
âIâd have awakened you shortly,â said Liane as she looked critically at the robe sheâd laid on a chest, then put it on again. âYou asked your friends to meet with you for dinner.â
âRight,â said Garric. âI trust my council, but Iâm not an Ornifal noble and most of them are. They donât have the same instincts that I doâand frankly, I
prefer
my instincts.â
âAnd mine?â Liane said, smiling sidelong.
Garric took her in his arms and kissed her; with love if not with the passion of a few hours earlier.
âLiane?â he said, turning to choose an outer tunic from the rack; he wouldnât wear his cuirass to dinner. He cocked the shutters farther open as he mused. Then he went on, âIs there a shrine to the Sister here in Carcosa?â
âI think there probably is,â Liane said. If she was surprised, her calm face didnât betray it. âIf I canât find it in the gazetteer I brought, Iâll check with my local agents. How public is your interest?â
She made sure her dress was presentable, then walked toward the adjoining room of the suite where servants had laid out the luggage sheâd brought from Valles. Most of her gear consisted of document cases, generally in code. Lianeâs father had been a far-traveled merchant, and sheâd turned his shipping contacts into an intelligence service that reached into every major city in the Isles.
âItâs not a secret,â Garric said, strapping on his right sandal. His footwear was functional, not a pair of court slippers. Heâd sooner have been barefoot in this weather, but that wouldâve shocked the palace servantsâthough not his friends. âI just had a thought.â
He was glad Liane didnât question him about his interest; he wasnât sure what he would answer.
But just maybe,
maybe,
his dream had solved a problem that heâd known heâd face as soon as he decided to come to Carcosa.
Chapter Five
The chamberlain suggested we eat in the roof garden,â Liane explained as Garric opened the door to the corridor. âHe says we can move under the marquee if it starts raining again.â
The squad of Blood Eagles jumped to attention. It was Garricâs whim not to have guards or even attendants in his rooms while he was present. He wasnât as fiercely hostile to the idea as Ilna was, but heâd been too long waiting on others in his fatherâs inn to be able to ignore the fact that servants were people who saw and who heard and who spoke to their friends.
âSo long as you know how to get there,â Garric said, wryly amused. Heâd always thought of himself as having a good sense of direction, but that was before he had to get around palaces like this one, which covered as much ground as all of Barcaâs Hamlet. While he was outdoors heâd been picking up cues from the sun and stars without ever being conscious of them; in a maze of corridors he was as lost as if he were trapped in a cave.
Not that there was ever a likelihood that heâd be
alone
in that cave. As soon as the door opened, half-a-dozen voices chorused, âYour highness, if I could have a momentââ or some close approximation of that. Garric recognized three of the speakersâone was Lord Tadaiâs chief clerkâbut the others were strangers, and they all had either a document in their hands or some other person in tow.
âNot
now,â Garric said. Carus had been right: there werenât enough hours to do all the things he was expected to do. Having people pick at him like yarn thrown to a litter of kittens didnât make the job easier. âSee my clerks!â
The Blood Eagles forced the petitioners back with an enthusiasm that showed
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