"Jennifer Fallon - Demon Child 03 - Harshini" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fallon Jennifer)"I have the God of War's solemn promise that he won't interfere. Besides, he'll think this is likely to cause a war." "That's because it is likely to cause a war, R'shiel," Brak pointed out. "Only in the short term." He shook his head at her folly and turned his attention back to the ceremony. It was almost over. Denjon was calling on the gods to bless the union - Kalianah to bless it with love, Jelanna to bless it with children. He sounded very uncomfortable, but R'shiel had insisted on acknowledging the gods, even in some small measure. Personally, she didn't think it would make much difference, but Damin and Adrina were both pagans and it was what they believed that counted. One or both of them might try to wheedle out of it if she left them a loophole. Denjon declared the union sealed, to the scattered applause of the gathered Defenders and Hythrun who had come to watch. The newlyweds turned to face the crowd and smiled with the insincere ease of those trained from childhood to perform in public. They stepped down from the knoll and began to walk towards R'shiel and Brak. R'shiel shivered, although it was not from the cold. "Just how much power do the Sorcerers' Collective have, anyway?" "Politically or magically?" "Both, I suppose." "The magic they wield shouldn't bother you. They tap into the same power we do, but it's the result of years of study, not innate ability. It's done with incantations and spells and a bit of co-operation from the gods. Politically, however, they're one of the strongest forces in Hythria." file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/Fallon,%20Jennifer%20-%20[Demon%20Child%2003]%20-%20Harshini.htm (8 of 431)28-12-2006 12:44:46 Harshini "So if the High Arrion publicly sanctions this union, the Warlords will accept it?" "They won't openly object, but don't count on acceptance." "Then we need the Sorcerers' Collective on our side." "Most definitely." R'shiel nodded, her mind already working through how to get the High Arrion on side. And the King of Fardohnya. Brak could deal with him. In fact, she had a sneaking suspicion he was going to enjoy it. Her mind churned with possibilities, as she pondered the problem. The scheming came to her as naturally as breathing - one of the legacies of being raised by the Sisters of the Blade. "Well, it's done now," Damin remarked as he and Adrina reached them. |
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