round-faced Florenda hastened through the side archway from the formal dining hall to join the sorceress at the base of the staircase. âI thought that had to be you, riding in so late,â puffed the household head as she stopped and bowed.
âIs everything all right? How is Lady Anna?â
âShe be fine, lady. She ate well, down in the salon with Richina and young Kerisel and Jeagyn. She, Lady Anna, wasâ¦she was telling Lizyrel that sheâd better be careful with that young fellow of hers, because he took after his father.â
âThat sounds like her.â Secca took a slow breath, relaxing slightly. Sheâd felt tense for the entire dayâs ride, and sheâd been worrying the whole time about the extra day sheâd taken on thejourney back to add another dek and a half to the road from Mencha to the Chean. Yet, if she didnât squeeze it in, sheâd never finish it, because it wasnât something that she wanted to ride two days in order to put in a dayâs work and then ride two back. Nor did Secca wish to spend a week or so camping on the road to finish it, especially when neither Anna nor Robero liked the idea of the players being out of touch that long for roadwork, even though Robero also complained about the length of time it had taken to build the road system.
âShe was fussing about something, but didnât say what. Sheâs been doing that for years, and she will be after Iâm long gone. You know the way she does.â
Secca did. âIâll go on up and see how she is. Is everything else all right?â
âNothing that Halde ân me couldnât handle.â
The sorceress smiled. There was very little the two couldnât handle between them. Still, she hurried up the wide stone stairs to the second level, her boots echoing on the stone steps and the stone floor of the upper corridor leading back to the main suite that was Annaâs.
After a hurried knock, Secca bowed as she entered Annaâs quarters. âLadyâ¦â
Anna sat behind the small desk in the alcove in her quarters, appearing, as always, young and beautiful, blonde hair in perfect position, blue eyes firm and focused, and wearing her trademark green vest over a white silk tunic-shirt. âYou seem to be no worse for the wear, or from the ride, Secca.â Anna smiled good-humoredly.
âI did take an extra day on the way back to add to the road.â
âYou shouldnât have much left before itâs done.â
âSix deks or so, I would judge.â Secca perched on the chest at the foot of the bed.
âRobero sent me a message.â Annaâs smile turned sardonic. âAbout the unfortunate illness afflicting Kylar.â
âHe did not become ill until I was gone several days from Issl. Robero informed me when I reached Elheld.â
âHeavensâ¦Iâm not unhappy with you, Secca.â Annashook her head. âRobero still doesnât have a grain of sense in that balding skull. Anyone could have read that scroll and figured out what he meant. What good would writing something like that do? Alyssaâs not around for a week, and heâs already in trouble. Robero has known for years, as well as we have, that Issl would have been a mess, worse than the revolt in Pamr, within seasons if Kylar had inherited the holding. But Robero still had to warn me, as if he didnât need the protection we provide.â The Sorceress-Protector snorted.
âYou used the pool to find that out?â
âA little scrying wonât hurt me. Iâm not trying to see Elizabetta.â The touch of a frown remained on the unlined forehead as she continued, âIâd like you to try to call up her image tomorrowâ¦when youâre rested.â
âI can do that.â Secca managed to keep her voice level. Anna had never asked Secca to use the glass to bring up an image of the older sorceressâs
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