"Steven Piziks - Patterns in the Chain" - читать интересную книгу автора (Piziks Steven)

"Yeah, right. Come onтАФyou know what I want. Three lessons, three meetings, three rescues. And three
shirts."



Berchte met Jeweline's eyes for a long moment. Then she nodded once and jerked her head at the old,
rusty hauberk Jeweline had abandoned on the stony floor. It was still rusty, but when Jeweline picked it
up, the holes vanished and the rust fell away, revealing glowing chain links that crackled and hummed
with power. Jeweline tossed the needle toward Berchte's chair. She snatched it out of midair and slid it
back into her knitting.



Knit one, purl two. Knit one, purl two.



"I'd have given it to you anyway, you know," Berchte said.
"Uh huh." Jeweline shrugged out of the ruined shirt and into the good one.



"Like you said," Mother Berchte told her, ignoring the sarcasm, "three visits, three rescues, three shirts.
All part of the pattern. You also have to make a third choice."



Jeweline blinked. "What were my first two?"



"To try rescuing your sisters and to seek the help you needed."



"And my third?"



"Whether you want to stay in the pattern or not," Mother Berchte said. "Whether you really want to
rescue your sisters."



Jeweline narrowed her eyes warily. "What makes you think I don't?"



"You're the youngest. You're probably the prettiest. And they picked on you all your life because of it,