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Lile took Avallach by the arm and wheeled him around. Charis saw the wound then, or evidence of it, for a watery red stain had soaked through the king’s clothing just Below his ribs on the left side. The two shuffled off together and Charis watched them go. Then she turned and fled the room, biting her lip to keep from screaming.
Charis found A
“I knew you were coming,” he said, his lips curving in a smile. “Until now I hoped you would stay away.”
“Oh, A
The seer put his arms around her and gently patted her. “It has been a long time,” he said.
“I know. But I am home now.” She raised her head and peered into his tired face. “Oh, A
“Lile?” A
Charis rose to her feet. She pulled A
So they left the cell and walked once more among the cool blue shadows of the columned portico as A
“It was the war,” he said. “It was many things: your mother’s death, your leaving, Seithenin’s wicked treachery- these things weighed terribly on your father. He found solace in the fight, however; he Believed revenge would heal the hurt that had been done to him.
“And indeed the war went well for him at first. His hatred and blood-lust alone carried many a battle. But Seithenin and Nestor are skilled in deceit and cu
“Oh, they dared not face him fairly on the field, but they would raze a town and butcher the helpless townsmen as they ran from their home, then disappear to safety again just that quick. It makes me sick to think of what misery they have caused. In short, they forced him to fight with intrigue and guile-two weapons he has never favored and uses not at ail well.”
“How was he wounded? When?” Charis wondered.
“Three years ago. I ca
“In the end, Seithenin withdrew and left Avallach on the field-left him for dead. Make no mistake-Seithenin did not know Avallach was wounded, otherwise he would never have left the issue unresolved.”
Charis listened with dread fascination. She had never once imagined that any of this was taking place. Her world of the bullring was so remote from what A
“The king was carried into the town, or what was left of it. There was a house that had escaped the torch, and Avallach was settled there. A merchant’s house, it was; his daughter was on hand to look after the king. The wound was not thought to be bad. A day or two to heal and he would ride back to the palace.
“But he did not heal. And by the time Belyn got word and arrived to bring Avallach back, the king, in his weakness, had become infatuated with his young nursemaid.” A
“She told me they were married.”
“They were. Just after Avallach returned home. She came with him, of course.”
“They have a daughter. That is what she said.”
“Morgian, yes.” Anaubi nodded. “I keep forgetting about the child.”
“What of Belyn and my brothers?”
“Still fighting… on and off. They ride the coasts and borders and defend the towns. Belyn looks to Tairn, while Kian, Maildun, and Guistan keep Seithenin at his distance. Once in a while one of them will catch a raiding party and there is a fight. Mostly they just ride and watch.”
“It sounds so hopeless, A
“It is hopeless, child. This war is despair itself. It ca
“Eoi
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She shook her head. “N-no…”
“He is dead, Charis. Last year.”
“How?”
“A night raid along the Coran. No one saw what happened. He just disappeared.” A
Charis bent her head. Poor, gentle Eoi
“The king Was recovering whea it happened, but insisted on riding out to bring Eoi
“Can nothing be done?”
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“Why?” Charis raised her head. “Have you told him?”
“It keeps him weak and dependent on her. And yes, I have told him. He laughs at me. I have talked with the shrew as well. She Believes me jealous of the king’s affection for her. She is the jealous one; the woman is crazed with it.
“I have tried to treat the king myself. She flies into a screaming rage-she threatens me.” He shook his head sadly. “As if I were a thief determined to steal the king’s linen. Me, A
They began walking again. Charis was silent a long time, listening to their steps pattering lightly among the immense stone columns.
“It does not matter, A
“What is over, Charis?”