"Fancher, Jane - Rings 2 - Ring Of Intrigue" - читать интересную книгу автора (Fancher Jane S)

They'd spent many hours in the gardens of Armayel, just
talking . . . about his brothers, his father, Garetti and Maur-
itum, similarities and differences
And Kiyrstin knew damn good and well what she was
doing to him at the moment. Kiyrstin thought him too . . .
detached. Kiyrstin, in great good humor, sought at every
viable opportunity to shake him out of his indifference to
what she considered basic human needs.
Beneath the twin cloaks of wool and nonchalance, he
fought Deymorin's reflected passion, striving with every
iota of energy remaining to leave Deymorin and his lady
with their privacy.
He chilled his mind and his body with thoughts of Anhe-
liaa and the implications of the storm raging directly
overhead.
The power umbrella remained, diminished but intact, to
the edge of the old wall. Or so Deymorin's final images of
the City had implied. The gatekeeper had said the Khora-
tum expansion, that section of Rhomatum between the old
wall and the new, had not regained power since the collapse
of the web a month ago.
The collapse of the web. It was a horrifying thought, to
a man whose life had been structured around the firm belief
that nothing could disrupt the power of the Rhomatum
Web. But there was no denying the fact it had happened.
Likely, though he couldn't be absolutely certain until he
spoke to Anheliaa, as a result of the battle at Boreton.
Horrifying, indeed, but not so horrifying as what might
have happened had the Mauritumin intruders succeeded in
their plan to get their lightning-generating machine into the
Tower of Rhomatum.
Lightning and the ley did not mix. Sparks off clothing
could disrupt the smooth flow of energy from the Rhoma-
tum Rings. The Mauritumin machine had been capable of
using the power of lightning to create light in wires the way
the ley created light in leythium crystals. To put it in the
Tower - . . to activate it . . .
Mikhyel shuddered. It might have destroyed the Rhoma-
tum Rings. Without Rhomatum, the entire web would col-
lapse. Without the web, storms would rage down the valley,
and hundreds of thousands of people would die.
But that machine had never made it to Rhomatum. An-
heliaa had attacked the Mauritumins as they camped at a
nowhere spot in the road, a spot known locally as the Bore-
ton Turnout. Using the Rhomatum Rings, the power of the
ley, and (by some means they still didn't understand) that
link between himself and his brothers, Anheliaa had gener-
ated a localized maelstrom that had destroyed the machine
along with the men who had brought it into the valley.
She'd nearly destroyed her nephews in the bargain.