"Debra Doyle & James D. MacDonald - School of Wizardry" - читать интересную книгу автора (Doyle Debra)"News," said Madoc. "And wonders for my supper." Randal saw Sir Palamon begin to smile. "A magician, eh?" "A wizard," corrected Madoc. Randal stared. For all that the northerner went unarmed and on foot, he'd spoken back to Sir Palamon as if he were an equal. Even Walter, who was the lord's son and almost a knight, couldn't get away with talking to the master-at-arms like that. Sir Palamon only nodded, though. "Then you're doubly welcome, Master Madoc." The two men walked together past the stables and the smithy to the castle tower, leaving Randal staring. So that's a real wizard, he thought. He'd never seen a wizard beforeтАФunless he counted the heal-wife down in the villageтАФand Madoc's arrival filled him with a strange kind of prickly excitement, like life returning to an arm or leg that had gone to sleep. That night, in the smoky great hall of Castle Doun, it was Randal's turn to wait on the high table, where Lord Alyen had given the wizard an honored place beside Sir Iohan, the oldest politics and looked grim. Randal supposed there might have been a time when the state of the kingdom didn't make people frown and shake their heads, but he couldn't remember things being any other way. King Robert's only daughter had vanished mysteriously from her cradle the year before Randal was born, the king himself had died the year after, and the dukes and earls had been quarreling over the crown ever since. As soon as Randal had cleared away the empty plates, Lord Alyen turned to the wizard and said, "Our table talk's been gloomy tonight, Master Madoc. If your spells can lighten the air somewhat, the rest of us will be grateful." Randal felt his skin tingle with excitement. This was what he'd been hoping for ever since Madoc had spoken back to Sir Palamon and named himself a wizardтАФmagic. True magic. The wizard stood up and bowed to Lord Alyen and to the ladies present. Then he came out from behind the high table to the middle of the hall and spoke a sharp word of command. All the torches in the hall went out. For a moment darkness reigned. Then, out of nowhere, colored lights appeared. Music sounded, softly at first and |
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