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brings you to Mull?"

"I'm on my way to the Caria Col. I want to see the
mountains, and the Homgard. And you? I don't think
you're here to admire the scenery."

"No."

"What then?"

"Business."

Theo knew better than to press for explanations. In-
stead, he asked, "How is Florian?"

"As always. Himself."

Theo nodded. They had been there, all of them, the
day Florian raided the Nierkeeping arsenal; MickleЧhe
could never think of her now as Princess Augusta;

Count Las Bombas and Musket. And Zara, the russet
divinity; Stock, the poet, roaring at the top of his voice.
Florian's companions, those he called "my children,"
who would have followed him anywhereЧas Theo
might have done- He remembered himself that mom-
ing, pistol raised; and another of Florian's children, half
his face slashed open.

He hesitated, then asked, "What about Justin?"

"With Florian. He's well. Remarkably well."

The room was filling with travelers driven in by the
snow. Luther motioned with his head. "Talk in my
room."

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Theo shouldered his bag and followed, stopping at
the foot of the stairs to ask the landlord if any packet
had come for him from Marianstat. The landlord, with
a kitchen cloth tied around his neck, was entertaining
his cronies in an alcove behind the serving counter,
trying to play a hand of cards and wait on his guests at
the same time. He ducked into the alcove and came
back to advise there was none.

Luther had overheard Theo's inquiry. "Do you get
much news from the palace?"