her to tell him why she had to leave, and knew just as surely that the less she told him, the better. That wonât be difficultâI donât know much . âNá Feyó has told Tsecha very littleâshe doesnât trust the security of the Haárin communications linkages. All he can determine is that sheâs enmeshed in some sort of power struggle. An Haárin version of a bornsect fallout. He can help her by throwing his support her wayâmost Haárin still consider him their religious dominant even though heâs no longer Chief Propitiator of the ruling bornsect. The ideal solution would be for him to visit the Elyan enclave himself, but heâs afraid to leave Earth. He thinks heâll draw unwelcome attention down on Feyó. He also thinks that once heâs left Earth, Oligarch Cèel wonât allow him to return.â
âSo heâs sending you as his emissary?â Lucien eyed her skeptically. âIâve watched you train in bladework with Dathim. Heâs told me enough about your religious instruction to know that it will take years to learn all you need to. Youâve only been at this a few months.â
âI know.â Jani shifted in her seat. She nursed her own bruises thanks to Dathimâs enthusiastic teaching. A sword in his hand worked like a metal-plated fist. âBut I didnât come into this wholly unprepared, and Iâve helped the Elyan Haárin before. If Tsecha tells them, through me, to support Feyó, they will.â
âIs she that important?â
âTo him, she is.â Jani fielded Lucienâs smirk. âItâs not just that he esteems her. Feyóâs a radical by any measure, and she has a revolutionaryâs personality. She knows how towork idomeni and humanish alike. If she loses her position, thereâs no one of her caliber to replace her. Considering how thoroughly Haárin shipping lines and trade routes have integrated with their Commonwealth counterparts, her ouster could destabilize the entire Outer Circle.â
Lucien lowered his arms and sat up. âIf sheâs so magnetic, why has she lost influence?â
âThatâs what I have to find out.â Jani once more fought the urge to close her eyes. Like Niall, she knew what sheâd see when next she dreamed. Pullmanâs raw-boned vitality, reduced to pools of blood in the snow. Wodeâs slow fingerings as he maneuvered the biobot over the mine. âI donât want to leave now, but I donât have a choice. Thatâs why Iâm asking you to plug yourself into the mine inquiry.â
Lucien stood, purloined T-shirt in hand. âSomeone is going to wonder why Iâm interested.â He padded across the carpeted floor and disappeared into the bedroom. âThe fact that Iâm information-gathering for you isnât going to fly. Iâm not supposed to feed classified data to Haárin intermediaries.â
Jani listened for the sound of a dresser drawer opening, then closing, the sign that the T-shirt had joined its brethren in their very private display case. âCould you tell people youâre doing a favor for an old Family friend?â
âIâm sure Iâll think of something. I always do.â Lucien stepped into the bedroom doorway. âI found a blue-bordered envelope in my paper mail yesterday. It contained a nice, thick sheaf of documents from the Office of Review, all signed off.â He folded his arms and leaned against the jamb. âEffective last month.â
Jani smiled, and meant it. âCongratulations, Captain. I know you were starting to feel anxious.â
âIâm not sure how long Iâll stay a captain if I have to keep the home watch. Things have a tendency to spin out of control when youâre involved.â
âI wonât be here.â
âYouâll be here in spirit. That should prove sufficient toupset the domestic balance