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.The group's youngest member, Ord, was especially disgusted when a young man tried to sell himself, his sister, his mother, or anyone the warrior might desire, for the night's comfort.The boy preferred life in the wilderness to the casual degradations he and his companions frequently encountered in the city.Close to nightfall, they returned to the inn that first had caught their attention when they had passed through the city's gates.They were in one of three rooms they had rented for the first leg of their stay, and the cook sent one of his apprentices with a pair of baskets containing their dinner.The Harpers devoured the meats, wines, and sweetbreads with barbaric speed, or so it appeared to Myrmeen.She had been used to taking her time with a meal and preferred to conduct business that strongly affected her city or her romantic life while sipping from crystal goblets filled with the most expensive wines in the land.Those days would have to be put aside, she realized, if she wanted the acceptance of not only the Harpers with whom she rode, but also the commoners whose assistance she would need if she was to find her daughter.Snatching the wine bottle from Reisz's hand, Myrmeen threw her head back and took a slug.The wine was of a crude vintage and burned going down her throat.She did not betray her discomfort as she handed the bottle back to the older man."It's very good," she managed to say.Reisz's smile was tight as he watched the sudden flush brought to her face by the liquor.As he continued to stare at her, his smile deepened and the battlefield of scars on his face joined with the deeply driven age lines surrounding his eyes and mouth; together they bunched up as if they were an army of warriors raising clenched fists to the sky.He could not look away from her."You've had almost a day to think about it," Reisz said as he moved to Myrmeen's side in the darkened chamber."Have you come up with a suitable identity yet?"Myrmeen looked away and sighed.She was almost too exhausted to think about it any further after the busy day she had endured.Burke and Varina sat on the floor, cuddling like children who believed they had invented the concept of love.The bearded man with pale blue eyes gave his wife a quick kiss, then said, "Reisz is right.You're the one who insists on using another name.Let's hear it."Myrmeen tried to appear brave as she said, "Magistra, the mage, teller of men's fortunes, diviner of their souls."She gestured with a weak flourish and tried to convince herself that it was the poor wine that had inspired this lame attempt at creativity.Silently cursing herself for mentioning this one out loud, especially in light of the blank stares she received from her friends and allies, Myrmeen thought of the half dozen scribes and poets whom she could boast as lovers.She wished she had possessed the foresight to have assigned one of them to this task before she had left Arabel.Merely rolling around in passionate embraces with them had not, apparently, led to any of their inventiveness rubbing off—not with words, anyway."And you're the one who's supposed to be leading us?" Ord said with a bitter laugh."Your name's not that uncommon.Just use it."Burke placed his head in his wife's lap."I'm afraid the boy's right.That was perfectly dreadful.Better than most you've come up with today, but still dreadful.""Tact, husband," Varina countered as she lightly slapped his forehead."Tact.""He was being tactful," Reisz said."I mean, the phrase 'cow dung' didn't enter into his evaluation, now did it?"Ord raised an eyebrow."From the way you smell, old man, I'm not surprised that's one of your preoccupations."Reisz sniffed himself under the arm and sadly agreed.Myrmeen joined the others in a healthy round of laughter.Soon the moment passed and Myrmeen took advantage of the conversation's lull to bring up their purpose for coming to the city in the first place: "If everyone's rested enough, I feel we should think about making some inquiries about this baby merchant that my ex-husband mentioned.""Yes, I certainly hope that all divorces aren't conducted as such in Arabel," Ord said, the wine beginning to affect him.Burke said the boy's name in a tone of warning, and Ord looked away with a casual shrug."There's no better time to start gathering information than at night, when the city's foulest scum come out," Myrmeen said, trying to ignore the boy's words."That's a profound observation," Ord added as he rolled his eyes."Tell me again, how long has it been since you've performed this line of work?""Child, I'm warning you," Burke said gravely, "you could be back on your parents' farm, working in the fields, if you would prefer.""My parents are dead," Ord said coldly."Or don't you remember how I came to you?""They might be gone, but their fields are still waiting," Burke said."Now keep your impolite thoughts in your head.If I want to hear your wit and wisdom, I'll come over there and shake them out of you.Am I making myself understood?"Ord lowered his head."Indeed, sir." Without raising his gaze, Ord said, "My apologies, mistress Lhal.""No harm done," she said softly."You have a right to your opinion.""No, actually he doesn't," Burke said."Just trust me on this, will you?"Myrmeen shook her head, surprised at the unexpected turn in the relationship between the Harpers [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]