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тАЬYouтАЩre not plain in the least. I can see that until perhaps a year ago you were all long legs and stumbles,
and your face must have been too thin and pinchedтАФbut that, Your Highness, was a year ago. We shall
have to get you a proper mirror.тАЭ

тАЬI canтАЩt have one, but IтАЩll make a wish that youтАЩre telling me the truth.тАЭ

тАЬWell, you know, there are times when wishes are granted.тАЭ He paused impressively, тАЬAnd times when
theyтАЩre not.тАЭ

тАЬOh, youтАЩre only teasing me and naught more!тАЭ

тАЬWait, child. Wait and be patient for just a little while longer. I canтАЩt promise you that everything will be
well and wonderful for ever and ever, but things are going to take a turn for the better and soon.тАЭ

She hesitated, wondering why she trusted him so instinctively, but in truth, sheтАЩd simply never met
anyone before whoтАЩd been kind to her.

тАЬWell and good, then, Nevyn. And frankly, itтАЩd be enough to know that things arenтАЩt going to get
worse.тАЭ

At a little cough at her shoulder she turned to find young Emryc, just twelve that summer and the head
page. A copper-headed lad with squinty green eyes, he always looked down his nose at her as if he
pitied her, and there were times when she daydreamed about having him beaten.

тАЬCook wants to know if we should start laying on the meal.тАЭ

тАЬListen, lad.тАЭ Nevyn leaned forward to intervene. тАЬYou should always add an honorific the first time you
address royalty, and you should do it regularly after that, too.тАЭ

тАЬAnd just who are you, old man?тАЭ

Nevyn caught his glance and held it, stared at him and stared him down with his ice-blue eyes.

тАЬMy apologies, good sir,тАЭ Emryc stammered. тАЬMy apologies, Your Highness,тАЭ

тАЬYouтАЩre forgivenтАФwell, for this time, anyway,тАЭ Bellyra said. тАЬAnd by all means, weтАЩve got a hall full of
men so weтАЩd best feed them. Oh, and tell Lord Tanimael itтАЩs time to light the torches.тАЭ
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Emryc hurried off so fast that Bellyra found herself wondering if perhaps NevynтАЩs grandfather had been
a sorcerer after all, and if the grandson had inherited a bit of his talent. The old man hardly looked
magical at the moment; he was eating cheese and sipping ale, and yawning every now and then, too.

тАЬItis getting dark in here, Your Highness,тАЭ he remarked. тАЬMust be nearly sunset outside.тАЭ

тАЬSo IтАЩd think, truly.тАЭ