"Sharon Green - Brat 1 - Princess Brat" - читать интересную книгу автора (Green Sharon)adding my own to what your father must have already said. The kingdoms of Arvin have
been in need of uniting for many years, but no one before you was ever able to accomplish it." file:///C|/Downloads/GREEN%20Sharon%20-%20Princess%20Brat/brat01.html (2 of 15)05/10/2005 20:56:13 Princess Brat 1 "It wasn't all that difficult to do," Derand said with a grin as he joined grips with the older man. "I just pointed out that people would stop calling us savages once we were a single, united country, and they fell all over themselves in their hurry to join. They must be as sick of being called that name as I am." "I heard there was a bit more to it than that," Ostrin said with his own grin, his grip almost as strong as Derand's. "I'm told the fighting was intense to begin with, but the strong and decisive way you handled it told others that trying the same themselves would be futile. And now you're High King, and have come to pay an old ally a visit. How long can you stay?" "Not long at all, unfortunately," Derand admitted with a sigh. "I'd love to sit down and put my feet up for a while, but I have to be on hand at home in case someone decides to start trouble. But I'd like to see Gardal while I'm here, to remind him that our generation will be signing a pact of our own some day. And, of course, to find out how he's doing." looking as disappointed as Derand felt. "You and my son got to be good friends over the years, and I know he'll be disappointed that he missed you. Lately he's been acting as representative of our kingdom, taking the diplomatic trips that I've always hated having to make. Since he'll be king in my place some day, I saw no reason to keep him from taking an active role right now." "You and my father have similar ideas about that," Derand said with a nod of understanding. "My oldest brother is doing the same for him, and my other brothers haven't been forgotten either. So it seems that my visit will be even shorter than I expected it to be. I hate to collect my bride and run, but тАУ " "Your bride!" Ostrin all but yelped, cutting off the rest of what Derand had intended to say. "I forgot all about that! Oh, dear" "What's wrong?" Derand asked, disturbed by the way the man now looked really stricken. "Isn't she here? Has she come down with some sort of illness? You look as though the end of the world has arrived." "Possibly, in a manner of speaking, it has," Ostrin replied cryptically and vaguely, then he gestured to Derand's left. Two chairs and a small table holding refreshments stood there, and Ostrin touched his arm. "Let's sit down for a moment, and we can discuss this more comfortably." "What can there be to discuss?" Derand asked as he joined Ostrin in walking toward the |
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