"Kerr, Katharine - Deverry 03 - Bristling Wood v1.1" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dragon Stories)УYour Grace? ThereТs a noble lord at the gates. Should I ask you
what to do, or go find Lord Garedd?Ф УYou may ask me, because IТm of higher rank. If I were of the same rank as Garedd, youТd have to go find him. Now. Which noble lord is it?Ф УTalidd of Belglaedd, Your Grace. He said the strangest thing. He asked if he was welcome in the dun that should have been his.Ф Beside her Nevyn swore under his breath. УOh ye gods,Ф Lovyan said feebly. УHe would turn up right now! Well, lad, run and tell him that indeed heТs welcome in the dun called Bruddlyn. Tell him that exactly and not a word more.Ф As soon as the page was on his way, Nevyn turned to her with the lift of a quizzical eyebrow. УIt all goes back to LoddlaenТs war,Ф she said, her voice heavy with weariness. УTaliddТs sister was CorbynТs wife. She went back to her brother before the war even started, because having Loddlaen in the dun was driving her daft, and I canТt say I blame her for that, frankly. But then, after Corbyn was killed, I attainted this demesne because sheТd left her husband. All my loyal men would have but Talidd refused to let her take a copper or a filly of it.Ф She broke off because the subject of this explanation was striding into the great hall, stripping off his cloak and riding gloves as he did so. Talidd of Belglaedd was a heavyset man of forty, with gray hair still streaked with blond, and shrewd green eyes. Tossing his cloak to the page, he came over and made the tieryn a deep bow. His bland smile revealed nothing at all. УIТm surprised to see you here, my lord,Ф Lovyan said. УI came to congratulate Garedd on the birth of a child. The page tells me itТs a lad.Ф УIt is, and a healthy one.Ф УThen Dun Bruddlyn has yet another heir, does it?Ф Talidd paused to take a tankard of ale from a serving lass. УWell, the gods may witness the justice of that.Ф Lovyan debated challenging him then and there. If sheТd been a man, and thus able to fight her own duels, she might well have done it, but as it was, she would have to call for a champion. Answering that call would be the captain of her warband, Cullyn of |
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