"Melanie Rawn - Dragon Prince 3 - Sunrunners Fire" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rawn Melanie)

Goddess Keep itself, sheathed in

light. But it was not the golden glow of sunshine that danced over the walls
and towers, nor the cool silvery gleam of the three moons. Icy white starfire
frosted the conjured stones in sharp shadows and angles, making of the great
castle a citadel of silent power.

Urival stepped forward, his face still expressionless, and slid the third ring
onto Andry's finger. The young man allowed the conjuring to fade, and in his
fine blue eyes was a sudden flare of anticipation.

Sunset light gilded the courtyard. Andry used it to weave a summons to the
less-senior faradh'im waiting for his call. Dozens of them filed into the
courtyard, bowing to Andry and nodding confirmation when Urival asked if they
had felt his colors on the sunlight. The fourth ring was given.

At Stronghold, Sioned lifted her face from her Fire-conjuring to the last rays
seeping over the western walls. As the fragile, rosy warmth touched her brow,
she abruptly knew what Andry would do next, who he would speak to in proving
his ability to ride the sunlight at great distances.

So. You're watching.

How could I not? Sioned replied, not allowing Andry's colors to drench hers in
brilliant light. Goddess greeting to you, my Lord.
And to you, my lady. I see Mother there, and Hollis, and Riyan.

It was a very odd thing to be seeing Andry's face in the brazier Fire while
hearing his voice at the same time in her thoughts. Yes. And Rohan, Ostvel,
and your father. All very proud of you, Andry.

And very worried. Just look at Maarken's face! Don't be afraid of this,
Sioned. I know what I'm doing. Andry hesitated. IsтАФis AlasenтАФ

No. I'm sorry, Andry. She saw his face change slightly.

/ should have expected it. Sioned, please help her to not be so afraid of what
she is. She'll never find any peace otherwise.

She chose her life, Sioned reminded him gently, and you chose yours.

Yes. Of course. A brief pause. A line furrowed his smooth forehead and
something close to suspicion vibrated through his colors. SionedтАФwhat is it
about your colors tonight? I sense something, I can feelтАФ

The sunlight fades here, my Lord, she replied. You'd best return.

YouтАФdranath/ Sioned, are you insane?

With a mannered fillip she disengaged from the contact and nudged him back