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"Formal music," he said"This is Eanna, not...
| "Formal music," he said"This is Eanna, not Morian, after all
"Of course," said Alessan hastily"Very formal music for the young ones boarding hereBut for the servants of the goddess themselves ?" He arched one of his dark eyebrows
"I will admit," said the sandy-haired young priest, smiling again, "to a preference for Rauder's early music myself
"And no one plays it better than we," Alessan said smoothly"I can see we have come to the right placeShould we make our obeisance to the High Priest?"
"You should," said the older man, not smilingHe began untying the apron-strings at his back"I'll take you to himSavandi, your charges are about to commit assault upon each other or worseHave knock off balenciaga bags you no control at all over them?"
Savandi spun to look, swore feelingly in a quite unpriestly fashion, and began running towards the games field shouting imprecationsFrom this distance it did indeed seem to Devin that the maracco sticks were being used by Savandi's young charges in a fashion distinctly at variance with the accepted rules of the game
Devin saw Erlein grinning as he watched the boysThe wizard's lean face changed when he smiledWhen the smile was a true one, not the ironic, slipping-sideways expression he so often used to indicate a sour, superior disdain
The older priest, grim-faced, pulled his leather apron over his head, folded it neatly, and draped it over one of the gucci ladies watch bars of the adjacent sheepfoldHe barked a name Devin could not make out and another young man, a servant this time, hastily emerged from the stables on their left
"Take their horses," the priest ordered bluntly"See that their goods are brought to the guest house
"I'll keep my pipes," Alessan said quickly
"And I my harp," Erlein added"No lack of trust, you understand, but a musician and his instrument
This priest was somewhat lacking in Savandi's comfortable manner"As you will," was all he saidMy name is Torre, I am the porter of this Holy SanctuaryYou must be brought to the High Priest He turned and set off without waiting for them, on a path going around to the left of the chanel purse spray temple
Devin and Erlein looked at each other and exchanged a shrugThey followed Torre and Alessan, passing a number of other priests and lay servants, most whom smiled at them, somewhat making up for their dour, self-appointed guide
They caught up to the other two as they rounded the southern side of the templeTorre had stopped, Alessan beside himThe balding porter looked around, quite casually, then said, almost as casually:
"Trust no oneSpeak truth to none but Danoleon or myselfYou have been expectedWe thought it would be another night, perhaps two before you came, but she said it would be today
"Then I have proved her rightHow gratifying," said Alessan in an odd voice
Devin felt suddenly dior saddle handbag coldOff to their left, in the games field, Savandi's boys were laughing again, lithe shapes clad in blue, running after a white ballFrom within the dome he could hear, faintly, the sound of chantingThe end of the afternoon invocationsTwo priests in formal white came along the path from the opposite direction, arm in arm, disputing animatedly
"This is the kitchen, and this the bakehouse," Torre said clearly, pointing as he spoke"Over there is the brewhouseYou will have heard of the ale we make here, I have no doubt
"Of course we have," murmured Erlein politely, as Alessan said nothing
The two priests slowed, registered the presence of the strangers and their musical instruments, and went tiffany bracelets o |
Posted: 9:37 AM, Sunday, January 31, 2010 |
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