"Mercedes Lackey & Josepha Shennan - Castle of Deception" - читать интересную книгу автора (Lackey Mercedes)

CASTLE OF DECEPTION 9

cover." He paused- "In brief: the manuscript cannot be
moved from the count's library. And only you are to
copy it. Each day's work must be hidden. It must not be
shown to anyone. Is that understood?"

Kevin frowned. Had the old Bard's mind turned?
Or, more likely, was he simply trying to enliven a dull
job for his apprentice with a touch of the dramatic?

The bardling bowed in resignation. "Yes, Master," he
muttered.

"Good. Now, here's a letter of introduction to the
count from me. He should recognize my seaL Be sure
you keep it safe in your belt pouch; nobles are suspi-
cious sorts, and unless they know you're really from
me, you'll never get past the casde gates."

Kevin obediently stuffed the parchment into his
pouch. Ah well, he'd try to make the most of this. At
least it meant getting out of this dull old inn for a few
days. Yes, and he would be staying in a castle. Hey now,
maybe even rubbing elbows with the nobility!


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The bardling fought down a sudden grin, imagining
himself at court, impressing somebody important,
maybe even the count himself, with his talent. Who
knew? If he was really lucky, he might get a chance to
really prove himself. He might even end up being
named a true Bard!

Oh, right If he didn't wind up spending all his time
stuck in the count's library.

"Kevin? Kevin! Listen to me, boy," his Master fussed.
**You must hurry. I have a way to get you to the count
safelyтАФfriends are coming throughтАФbut time is short
Can't have a lad your age travelling all by himself."

The bardling straightened, insulted. "Your pardon,
Master, but I'm not a baby. I'll be all right, don't worry.**

"It's notyou I'm worried about, boy. It's what you