playing, pausing only for cold drinks and a moment to catch their breath. She had danced with every male at the celebration, including Firesong (in a striking mask made of Ayaâs feathers and polished quartz beads), and was just about out of energy. By that time, it was late enough that everyone agreed it was time to bring the party to an end. A final round of iced teas and juicesâthe ice cut during the winter and stored deep in hertasi-dug caves during the warmer monthsâallowed the heated dancers to cool down.
Keisha leaned against Darianâs shoulder, tired, permitting herself the luxury of forgetting all about the duties of a Healer, and giving herself up completely to the pleasure of the moment. And the moment was glorious; glimpses of a sky full of stars appeared as the great tree above them moved its branches in a light wind. The air, perfumed faintly with night-blooming flowers, had cooled just a trifle since sundown but was still perfectly comfortable. Now that the musicians were done in, the murmur of conversation and the song of insect and bird provided another sort of melody.
âSo, Keisha, how was your visit?â Darian asked, shifting just a little so that she could settle more comfortably against his shoulder, and putting one arm around her to hold her steady.
She groaned. âMother managed to get me into a corner again. Other than that, it was the usual, nothing of any great urgency. I think they donât need me so much as the potions I bring with me.â
âWe could always send your medicines over with the Council members,â he suggested. âYou could cut your visits to every other week or so, instead of going once a week.â
The idea was tempting. âPerhaps after Rana Trilvyâs baby comes. I wouldnât care to upset a first-time mother.â Darianâs shoulder was warm, and his arm around her comforting. She shoved all of her doubts and misgivings into a corner of her mind and shut a door on them. âThis was lovely; thank you for waiting for me.â
His arm tightened slightly around her; she squeezed his hand in reply. âI knew youâd be disappointed if I didnât. Besides, you donât get nearly enough of a chance to simply enjoy yourself. When the village has a celebration, you spend most of the time dealing with accidents and drunks, and the next day with hangovers and belly-aches.â
âWell, thanks to you, Iâm going to get quite a few chances to do so in the near future,â she said, and laughed when he sighed. âCome on, it wonât be that bad, will it?â
âIâm not so sure. The easiest is likely to be the Ghost Cat ceremonyâand for that, all of the men will be stripping down and cramming into the sweat house until weâre equally parboiled. Then I exchange blood with the ShamanâI gather we each cut our palms and clasp handsâhe declares that Iâm his true son, with his blood in my veins and mine in his.â
âThat doesnât sound too difficult,â Keisha observed. âOther than the parboiling part. By all the men, are you just talking about the Ghost Cat folk?â
She heard the grin in his voice. âOh, no, this includes Lord Breon and ValâSnowfire and Wintersky have to get in on this too, and maybe Starfallâand certainly Herald Anda. Should be very interesting to see how he reacts.â
She giggled. âIt should be very interesting to see how Lord Breon takes it!â
The rest of the guests had started to slip away, by twos and fours, while they talked. She took a quick glance around, and realized that they were completely alone; not even a single hertasi had remained behind.
He was still caught up in thinking about the ordeals he was about to undergo. âBefore that, thereâs the knighting thing. Iâve got to do a night-long vigil, then Breon gets to put on his show, which is supposed to take the rest of the day.
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