"04 - Emperor and Clown 1.0" - читать интересную книгу автора (Duncan Dave)the shrouded figure standing in the moonlight.
"Inos!" "Don't get up . . ." But Kadolan struggled to her feet and reached out, and they came together and hugged. "Oh, Inos, my dear! I have been so ... er ... concerned! Are you all right?" "All right? Of course, Aunt!" Inosolan broke away and turned toward the window. "Of course I am all right. I am the most cherished, tightly guarded woman in Arakkaran. Perhaps in all of Zark. How could I not be all right?" Kadolan's heart shattered at the tone. She moved forward, but her touch caused Inosolan to edge away. "What are you doing all alone, sleeping in a chair, Aunt? Have you dined yet this evening?" "Tell me, dear!" "Tell you what?" "Everything!" "Really! You want the details of my wedding night?" Kadolan gulped and said, "Yes, I think maybe I do." Slowly Inosolan turned to face her. She was swathed from head to floor in some sweeping white stuff. Only her eyes showed. "Why, Aunt! That is not a very ladylike question." "Don't joke, Inos. There is something wrong." "Intruders have been breaking into the palace and killing guards." "Inos, please!" "There is Rap. He is in prison." "Because of me. That is wrong-that a faithful friend should suffer for trying to aid me." "In a few days, when the sultan has had time to repent of his anger . . ." Inosolan wrung her hands. "Do we have a few days?" Her voice quavered, then steadied. "What are they doing to him, Aunt? Do you know?" "No, dear. I have asked." "I dare not. Azak promised no more bloodshed, but he is insanely jealous. I never knew what that phrase meant before. It's a clichщ, isn't it, insanely jealous? But in this case it's exact. He forbids me even to think of another man. To plead for Rap again would doom him instantly. And what he did in the Great Hall. . ." "We shall do what we can, dear." "Little enough, I fear." Silence fell, and the two stared at each other in the diffuse glow of the moon beyond the windows while Kadolan heard the pounding of her heart. "There is more, isn't there?" she said. Inosolan nodded. "I never could deceive you, could I?" Then she raised a hand and removed her veil. Oh, Gods! Kadolan closed her eyes. Not Not "Rasha died too soon," Inosolan said. "She had not removed the curse!" "No, she hadn't. She'd said she would, but she hadn't got around to it. He was going to kiss me." Even in that spectral glow, the marks were plain. Two fingers on one cheek ... the print of thumb on the other. And the chin! Burned into the flesh. |
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