"Judges Call (Timothy Zahn)" - читать интересную книгу автора (Zahn Timothy)

long history of honoring Jedi verdicts in such matters, dating back to the
height of the Old Republic. How they'd managed during the dark days of the
Empire she didn't know, but the number of generational disputes implied they
hadn't done it very well.

She looked back at her datapad. And after all, she'd known what she was
getting herself into when she'd agreed to marry Luke in the first place.
Despite a decade of his equally dedicated work with the academy, there still
weren't nearly enough Jedi to go around for this sort of duty.

The Presenter reached the platform. "Master Jedi, we have an unexpected
but urgent request," the alien said. "Second Agricultural Coordinator Kei Ras
Cirali requests your immediate presence at his Karrish Mountain retreat to
discuss a problem he is unable to solve."

"I see," Luke said, his voice grave. "Even the powerful sometimes need
the counsel of others, I suppose. Where is this retreat?"

"In a cave at the base of Karrish Prime," the Presenter said, twitching
his ears to point at the range of snowcapped peaks visible in the distance out
the wide window behind them. "If you are willing, we have an airspeeder and
driver awaiting you."

"Thank you," Luke said, standing up. "I've spoken with Master Cirali
before. If he needs us, we're more than willing to go to him."

"We of the city echo his thanks for your forbearance," the Presenter
said, bowing. "I will send the complainants home, to gather again whenever you
are free to return."

"Thank you." Luke looked at Mara. "Come on, we'd better get going."

Neither of them spoke again until they were well beyond the edge of the
city, heading toward the row of mountains. "You say you know this Cirali?"
Mara asked.

"Not really, but I've spoken to him once or twice," Luke told her. "He
handles most of the coordination for the agricultural area east of the Karrish
mountain range."

Mara pulled up a mental image of the maps she'd looked over on their way
into the system. "Good-sized region."

"The second most important one on the planet," Luke agreed. "It's a
partially hereditary position, dating back to the days of the old Sultaries."

The Presenter's use of the word retreat hadn't adequately prepared Mara
for the elaborate and stunning hall carved into the rock at the base of the
mountain. A handful of liveried aliens bowed low as Luke and Mara passed
between them down a high-ceilinged corridor and into a large