"Anthony, Piers - Xanth 04 - Centaur Aisle" - читать интересную книгу автора (Anthony Piers)Was the King teasing him? No, that was not Trent's way. "Yes, sir,"
Dor said uncomfortably. "I have serious news for you." Dor fidgeted. "Yes, sir. I'm sorry." Trent smiled. "Oh, it has nothing to do with that essay. The truth is, I was none too apt in spelling in my own youth. That sort of thing is mastered in time." His face turned grave, and Dor quailed, know ing it had to be the other thing that perturbed the I<-ing. Dor considered offering an explanation, but realized it would sound too much like an excuse. Kings and potential lungs, he understood, did not excuse themselves; it was bad for the image. So he waited in dreading silence. "Please, Dor, be at ease," the King said. "This is important." "It was an accident!" Dor blurted, his guilt overriding his resolve. It was so difficult to be Kingly! "Are you by chance referring to that fall into the moat?" anything more he said could only put the blame on Irene, and that wouldn't be wise. "Funniest splash I've seen in years!" King Trent said, smiling gravely. "I saw it all from the embrasure. She pulled you in, of course, and then tore into your clothes. This is ever the way of the distaff." "You're not angry?" "Dor, I trust you. You tend to come to grief in minor particulars, but you are generally sound in the major ones. And I have to admit my daughter is a provocative brat at times. But mainly, it is good to get into mischief while you're still young enough to profit from the experience. Once you are King, you are unlikely to have that luxury." "ilen that's not why you summoned me?" Dor asked, relieved. "If I had the time and privacy, I would be splashing in that moat, too." Then the King's smile faded as he turned to business. "Dor, the Queen and I are making an official trip to Mundania. The excursion is scheduled to last one week. We have to go through a black body of water, up a great river, up to a beleaguered Kingdom in the mountains |
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