in dust at a figure on the floorâLinti, looking dazed, as tiny at age eight as sheâd been at six. Her white-blond hair fell in her face, but didnât disguise the red mark on her cheek where Emilana must have struck her. In the far corner, Naka and two other children I didnât recognize worked steadily, glancing uneasily at Emilana.
âItâs the Stander for you tonight,â screeched Emilana. âBut first youâll finish this room.â
My fear had turned to angerâhow dare she treat Linti like that!âand Iâd actually taken a step forward when I came to my senses. I was in a part of the palace where I was definitely not supposed to be. If I said the things to the Qilarite head servant that wanted to roll off my tongueâand I could picture with satisfying detail the expression on Emilanaâs face if I did say themâI could get myself banished, or worse. And I wouldnât help Linti at all.
In the time it took me to step back into the shadows, Emilana had hauled Linti up. Linti wobbled, and for the first time I had a clear view of her pale face and glassy eyes.
Sheâs ill, I realized. How like Emilana to miss that, or to notice and not care. Hot, sick fury swooped through my stomach, and I stood frozen behind the door as Emilana shoved Linti back toward the others.
Unable to watch any more, I fled to the Adytum, where I collapsed onto a bench and caught my breath. I couldnât have intervened, I told myself. I wasnât just protecting my own secrets anymore, but Matiâs tooâ
I sat up straighter. Mati! Of course, I would tell Mati what Iâd seen, and he would find a way to help Linti!
But noâMati and his father were leaving early in the morning, and there would be no formal dinner tonight, as many of the councilors had gone to their country estates for the Lilana break. I wouldnât see Mati for seven long days, and even if I told him, what could he do? Sneaking food to Linti was one thingâand for all I knew, he had his valet do that for him. But if he tried to interfere with the running of the palace, his father would be furious.
Thereâs nothing I can do. This is how the world is , I thought. Besides, Linti was a tough little girl. Hadnât she and I hacked our way through a full Veiling of the coughing sickness when she was four years old? Sleeping beside her had felt like lying inside a firepit, but sheâd come through it fine. Linti had been dealing with Emilana for years; the fact that I happened to witness this incident didnât make it any different.
Nevertheless, I couldnât sleep that night, picturing her leaning against the damp, dark walls of the Stander.
I worried about Linti nonstop, and didnât relax until I saw the children leaving the baths four days later. From a distance Linti seemed steady on her feet.
When Mati returned, I didnât mention it to him. What could he do? Besides, we didnât get to see each other much over the next two Shinings and Veilings, as the palace was consumed with preparations for Matiâs eighteenth birthday celebration, his coming of age as heir to the throne.
At the ball, the viziers and ministers gave long speeches about how much Mati had grown, and what an inspiring king he would be one day. The eastern vizier did not come, howeverâI heard the War Minister tell Laiyonea that Emtiriaâs army had besieged our border city of Asuniaka.
âA minor matter,â the War Minister insisted. âThe Emtirian army is made up of castoffs and escapees and tialiks. Their discipline wonât last long.â
I flinched, but Laiyonea absorbed the casually dropped curse without blinking. I thought of waves pounding on stone, wearing it down bit by tiny bit.
So Emtiria was where the escaped slaves went. It made sense. Emtiria, the country just over the border, had no laws subjugating the Arnathim or anyone else. Indeed, from what Laiyonea had
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