"L. E. Modesitt - Corean Chronicles 4 - Alector's Choice" - читать интересную книгу автора (Modesitt L E) v"Nothing else is practical. By sandoxes, it's almost a week each way.
Even if there were a Myrmidon courier headed there, it's a day and a half each way by pteridon." Lystrana smiled ruefully. "Besides, it's occasionally useful to have an alector from Elcien appear immediately in response to a problem." "You will be back tonight?" "You had plans for end day?" "I had thought we could hear the concert at the Palace on Novdi evening. Colonels and above, and their spouses, were invited. I'd thought you would have gotten your own--" "I did." Lystrana smiled warmly. "I didn't know if you wanted to go... and I didn't want to say anything in case you didn't." Dainyl again marveled at his wife. "You could stay in Tempre tonight and come back midday tomorrow if you need more time. I didn't mean..." "I know. But if I can't find the missing golds in a day, it will take all the records and a week." She sighed. "Even local translations are tiring, but I am glad for the Tables." "Will that be a problem... later?" wouldn't want to carry a child to most of the provincial centers--except Alustre... or Soupat, because it's actually warm enough." "Your Highest needs you too much. No one else has a better feel for the Duarchy's accounts." Lystrana smiled. "You'd best be going." Dainyl swallowed the last of the cider and rose. "You'll be late this evening?" "I wouldn't think so." Lystrana also stood. "Sentya! We're finished here." "Yes, alectress." Sentya appeared with a tray before Dainyl and Lystrana had left the sunroom. "She's good, I have to say," said Dainyl, following his wife upstairs to their chambers. "We pay her to be good." Unspoken was the thought that, without the alectors of Ifryn, Sentya and all the landers and indigens would still be living in mud huts and |
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