"Jennifer Roberson - CotC 4 - The House of Homana" - читать интересную книгу автора (Roberson Jennifer)

'Solde laughed, smothered it with a hand, then at-
tempted, unsuccessfully, to give lan a stem glance of
remonstration. At three years younger than lan and two
years older than I, she did what she could to mother us
both- Though I had my own mother in Homana-Mujhar,
'Solde and lan did not; Sorcha was long dead.

Rain fell harder yet. My chestnut gelding snorted and


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shook himself. Jostling all my bones. I was already a
trifle stiff from Tasha's mock attack; I needed no further
reminding of human fragility. " 'Solde, do you mind if
we go into lan's pavilion? You may like the rain, but we
have been out in it longer than I prefer."

Her slim brown fingers caressed the crown bedecking
the king stag's head. "So fine, so fine ... a gift for our
jehanT' She asked it of lan, whose stallion bore the stag
before the Cheysuli saddle.

"He will be pleased, I think," lan agreed " 'Solde,
Niall has the right of it. I will shrink like an old wool
tunic if I stay out in this downpour a moment longer."

'Solde stepped aside, shaking her head in disappoint-
ment, and all the bright bells rang. "Babies, both of
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you, to be so particular about the weather. Warriors
must be prepared for anything. Warriors never complain
about the weather. WarriorsтАФ"

" 'Solde, be still," lan suggested, calmly reining his
stallion toward the nearest pavilion. "What you know of
warriors could be fit into an acorn."

"No," she said, "at least a walnut. Or so Ceinn tells
me."

The stallion was stopped short, so short my own mount
nearly walked into the dappled rump, which is not some-
thing I particularly care to see happen around lan's prickly
stallion. But for once the gray did nothing.

lan, however, did. "Ceinn?" He twisted in the saddle