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freely to his Cheysuli meijha, lan's mother, and not to
the Homanan princess he had wed.

At least, not then.

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I smiled, albeit wryly, and more than a little resigned.
"How does it affect my mother? Because to her, my
lacking a lir emphasizes a certain other bloodline in me.
It reminds her mat in addition to looking almost exactly
like her father, I reflect all his Homanan traits. No CheysuU
in me, oh no; I am Homanan to the bone. I am Carulon
come again."

The last was said a trifle bitterly; for all I am used to
the fact I look so much like my grandsire, it is not an
easy knowledge. I would sooner do without it.

lan sighed. "Aye. I should have seen it. The gods
know she goes on and on about Carillon enough, Unking
her son with her father. There are times I think she
confuses the two of you."


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I shied away from that idea almost at once. It whis-
pered of sickness; it promised obsession. No son wishes
to know his mother obsessed, even if she is.

And she was not. She was not.

"dankeep," I said abruptly. "Well enough, then let us
go. We owe this monarch more than a bed of leaves and
bloodied turf."

A muscle ticked in lan's jaw. "Aye," he said tersely;

no more.

I went off to fetch the horses.

Once, individual keeps had been scattered through-
out Homana, springing up like toadstools across the land.
Once, they had even reached a finger here and there into
neighboring Ellas, when Shame's qu'mahlin had been in
effect. The purge had resulted in the destruction of