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massaged his temples. Rhys looked up as Camber and Joram entered, his face
creasing in a relieved smile as he rose to greet them.
"Am I glad you're here, both of you!" he said, laying his hands on their
shoulders in a dual embrace. "Jesse, thank you for bringing them up. We'll call
you if there's any need."
Linked minds exchanged in an instant what lips would have taken long
minutes to recount, even as Jesse backed out deferentially and closed the door.
Evaine, too, joined in the rapport, the mind-brush of her affection reaching out
to caress both father and brother. Even as their link receded to more usual
levels, Rhys drew them all physically into Gregory's bedroom, to stand along
the near side of the bed.
"You're sure he's all right now?" Camber asked in a low voice.
"Perfectly normal. I only have him in forced sleep because I wanted to be
able to talk freely with you. I know that I can duplicate the effect, though. We
won't even have to wake him. I don't think he'll remember anything out of the
ordinary, either. He was only conscious for a few seconds, and he was still in a
bit of shock. Do you want me to show you what I did?"
"Not just yet. Are his shields malleable?"
"To the four of us, yes. Do you want to read him?"
"I think so."
Moving closer to the bed, Camber unclasped the heavy riding cloak he had
been wearing against the outside cold and shrugged it into Joram's waiting
hands, then blew on his fingertips and rubbed them together briskly to warm
them before touching Gregory's temples. As he let his fingers slip easily back
into the thin reddish hair and took control, Gregory gave a little sigh and
seemed to relax even more.
Deeply Camber delved, exploring the traditional pathways through which
the Deryni potential was usually carried, appreciating the discipline of this
particular Deryni mind and marvelling that anything could have neutralized it,
even briefly. Then he withdrew both mental and physical contact and turned to
Rhys.
"He seems fine to me. Perfectly normal, other than being open to the
controls you've placed upon him for Healing. Now, what did you do to him
before?"
With an indrawn breath of apprehension and resolve, Rhys moved in closer
and laid his hands on Gregory's head. "You'd best not come with me while I do
it, at least the first time. Just stand by for a moment."
"Very well."
As Rhys closed his eyes and went into his deep Deryni trancing, Camber
watched neutrally, aching to follow what the Healer was doing, but respecting
his opinion that it were better not to do so. After a moment, Rhys opened his
eyes and drew back a little.
"Take a look now," he said, a twisted little smile on his lips. "Even knowing
something of what to expect, I think you're going to be surprised."
"Indeed?"
With the arching of one bushy Alister eyebrow in skepticism, Camber laid
his hands on Gregory's head once again and extended his sensesтАФand
encountered no shields, no resistance, nothingтАФnothing at all which gave hint
that the being beneath his hands was Deryni! Despite himself, he looked up
quickly at Rhys, at Evaine, noted both their hesitant, slightly troubled little