"Kurtz, Katherine - Heirs of Saint Camber 01 - The Harrowing of Gwynedd" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kurtz Katherine)

ЧWisdom of Solomon 12:16
XV He discovereth deep things out of darkness.
ЧJob 12:22
XVI In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falleth upon men, in slumbering upon the bed; then he openeth the ears of men, and sealeth their instruction.
ЦЦJob 33:15-16
XVII A prophet shall the Lord your God raise up unto you of your brethren.
ЧActs 1:31
XVIII So shall the knowledge of wisdom be unto thy soul: when thou hast found it, then there shall be a reward, and thy expectation shall not be cut off.
-Psalms 24:14
XIX For thou seest that our sanctuary is laid waste, our altar broken down, our temple destroyed.
ЧII Esdras 10:21
XX Shall not they teach thee, and tell thee, and utter words out of their hearts?
-Job 8:10
XXI Foursquare shall it be being doubled.
ЧExodus 28:16
XXII And thou shall put it under the compass of the altar beneath, that the net may be even in the midst of the altar.
-Exodus 27:5
XXIII But you shall not mock at me thus, neither will I break the sacred oaths of my ancestors to keep the Law, not even though you tear out mine eyes and burn out mine entrails.
ЧIV Maccabees 2:5
XXIV The spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach . . . deliverance -to the captives.
ЧLuke 4:18
XXV Then they that gladly received his word were baptized.
ЧActs 2:41
XXVI I was not in safety, neither had I rest, neither was I quiet; yet trouble came.
-Job 3:26
XXVII And the vision of all is become unto you as the words of a book that is sealed.
-Isaiah 29:11
XXVIII I shall not sit as a widow, neither shall I know the loss of children.
ЧIsaiah 47:8
XXIX Seek Him that maketh the seven stars and Orion, and turneth the shadow of death into morning.
ЧAmos 5:9 389
XXX Where is Uriel the angel, who came unto me at the first? for he hath caused me to fall into many trances.
ЧII Esdras 10:28
APPENDIX I: Index of Characters
APPENDIX II: Index of Places
APPENDIX III: Partial Lineage of the Haldane Kings
APPENDIX IV: The Festillic Kings of Gwynedd and their Descendants
APPENDIX V: Partial Lineage of the MacRories

prologue


Let us now praise famous men, and our fathers that begat us.
ЧEcclesiasticus 44:1


Silvery handfire preceded Evaine MacRorie down the narrow, cut-stone passageway. It lit the subterranean darkness ahead and glinted the gold of her coiled and braided hair to tarnished silver, but the dusty black of her gown swallowed up most of the remaining light.
The close darkness fitted her moodЧbleak and weary, especially this early in the morning. She had slept but little after she and Joram finished their work of the night before. Only the two of them knew what lay this deep beneath the Michaeline haven that they once again called home, as they had some twelve years before, when upholding the rights of a now-dead king. The secret of that knowledge would be guarded by every resource at their disposalЧand the resources of Evaine and her kin were by no means inconsiderable, as the regents of the present king had cause to know full well. Still, caution mingled with uneasiness as Evaine quietly rounded the last corner.
Different light shimmered cool and opalescent across the doorway she approached, parting like a curtain at her gesture, but she allowed herself only the faintest of smiles as she pushed at the narrow door beyond and felt it move beneath her handЧacknowledgment of a thing working as it should, rather than any real satisfaction, for what lay within the tiny cell was a source both of hope and of dread.
I'm here, Father, she whispered, though she would not look at him until she had closed the door behind her. She had not been alone with him since she and Joram brought him from Saint Mary's, two days before.