Weavespinner

He stood there for a long moment, surveying the destruction of his room and pondering on what had happened and the things he'd said to Triana. They wouldn't be put off by him, no matter how mad he was, but he had a feeling that him telling Triana that her actions made him want to stay human was a bad thing to say. If he gave them any hint that he didn't intend to be a Were-cat again, they just might do something drastic. He'd have to be very careful around them now.

There was little reason to stay there. Tarrin turned and walked out of what was left of his room, not quite sure what to do now.

It turned out that he had plenty to do after he left the room. Not long afterwards, Je

He was surprised at how fast they finished. All the furniture was in, a new door hung, new glass in the window, and the bed set up complete with linens in about an hour. After that, Je

It took him a moment to realize that the aged one, with silver hair, was none other than the Lord General of the Knights, Darvon. He almost banged his head on the roof of the carriage trying to stand and bow to the man, which made the wrinkled man's face crack into a smile.

"No need for that, lad," he said in a gruff, no-nonsense kind of voice, the voice of a man used to giving orders. "When the order came down for a Knight to escort you, I decided I wouldn't trust your safety to anyone but me. I'll be your Knight this day, if that's alright with you."

Tarrin was startled. "I'm not worth that, Lord General!" he said in a scandalized tone.

"I say you are. Prove me wrong."

Tarrin was a bit taken aback by that comment, then he laughed ruefully. "I can't do that."

"Then you have nothing to complain about," he said with a sudden smile. "This ugly one here is Ulger. You and him were friends before you lost your memory. He was the other half of the Trouble Twins."

"Trouble Twins?" Tarrin asked.

"The two Knights that caused the most trouble. Faalken was the other, may Karas watch over him," he said sadly.

"I'm sorry about that," Tarrin said.

"No need," Ulger shrugged. "He lives on in us. As long as you don't forget him, he's never really gone."

He didn't expect such philosophical words from a Knight, and he had nothing to say to that, so he fell silent.

Their trip out into Suld was very exciting to Tarrin. He had never seen it before-at least not that he could remember-and it was amazing to see the legendary mixed architecture of the city, from squat stone buildings to wattle rowhouses to elegant towers, a wide array of different buildings and techniques. All were altered from what had to be other cultural styles to take the city's weather into account, for it snowed quite heavily in the winter, but aside from that the buildings were very faithful to their original models. Suld was known as a melting pot, a city where anyone was welcome, and the city's skyline seemed to reinforce that reputation. He looked out the window in awe as they passed huge mansions, then great warehouses, then seemingly endless lines of rowhouses and buildings built right up against each other, making the streets seem like shallow canyons hewed from the ground. They went quite a ways into the city, until the carriage stopped at the edge of a very large open area, a square, which was filled with tentes, wooden stalls, merchants, and the people there to buy their wares. It was one of the four market squares of the city, and Tarrin knew that at its center would be one of the fabled twelve fountains for which Suld was famous. There was a fountain in each of the four market squares. The carriage pulled up on the street just at the edge of the cobblestone square, and the handservants attending the carriage opened the door and set a stepping stair at the carriage so they wouldn't have to step down so severely. Darvon was first to get out, then Ulger, and they stayed in front of the carriage as Je

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They hadn't come out just to meet the public, however. Je

"I forgot it was market day, Darvon, I'm sorry!" Je

They finally reached the tailor's shop, and Darvon pushed Tarrin inside as Ulger gave Je

"Why are they following us around?" Tarrin asked. "It's like they think Je

"She is," Darvon told him as Je