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The other man laughed aloud"In that case," he...The other man laughed aloud"In that case," he chuckled, genuinely amused, "you can give me a drink if you like while I tell you about my two marriageable daughters and the other two who are on their way to that age sooner than I'm ready forI'm Rovigo d'Astibar, master of the Sea Maid just in from down the coast in Tregea Devin grinned and stretched across the bar for another glass: The Bird was far too crowded to bother trying to catch the owner's rheumy eye, and Devin had his own reasons for not wanting to signal the man "I'll be happy to share the bottle with you," he said to Rovigo, "though your wife is unlikely to be well pleased if you press your daughters upon a traveling musician "My wife," said Rovigo feelingly, "would turn ponderous cartwheels of delight if I brought home a cowherd from the Certandan grasslands for the oldest one"That bad?" he murmuredWe can at least drink to your safe white chanel bag return from Tregea, and in time for Festival by a fingernailI'm Devin d'Asoli bar Garin, at your service "And I at yours, friend Devin, not-as-young-as-you-lookDid you have trouble getting a drink?" Rovigo asked shrewdly "I was in and out of more doorways than Morian of Portals knows, and as dry when I left as when I'd entered Devin rashly sniffed the heavy air; even among the odors of the crowd and despite the lack of windows, the tannery stench from outside was still painfully discernible"This would not have been my first or my tenth choice as a place for drinking a flask of wineWill I seem eccentric if I tell you I always come straight here when the Sea Maid is home from a voyage? Somehow the smell speaks of land to me "You don't like the sea?" "I am quite convinced that any man who says he does is lying, has debts on land, or a shrewish wife to escape from and?" He paused, pretending to have been fake louis vuitton handbag suddenly struck by a thought"Come to think of it he added with exaggerated reflectiveness Devin laughed aloud and poured them both more wine"Why do you sail then?" "Trade is good," Rovigo said frankly"The Maid is small enough to slip into ports down the coast or around on the western side of Senzio or Ferraut that the bigger traders never bother withShe's also quick enough to make it worth my while running south past the mountains to QuileiaIt isn't sanctioned, of course, with the trade embargo down there, but if you have contacts in a remote enough place and you don't dawdle about your business it isn't too risky and there's a profit to be madeI can take Barbadian spices from the market here, or silk from the north, and get them to places in Quileia that would never otherwise see such thingsI bring back carpets, or Quileian wood carvings, slippers, jeweled daggers, sometimes casks of buinath to sell to the chanel bucket tote bag taverns, whatever's going at a good priceI can't do volume so I have to watch my margins, but there's a living in it as long as insurance stays down and Adaon of the Waves keeps me afloatI go from here to the god's temple before heading home "But here first," Devin smiled They touched glasses and drained them "What's news in Quileia?" he asked "As a matter of fact, I was just there," Rovigo said"Tregea was a stop on the way backThere are tidings, actuallyMarius won his combat in the Grove of Oaks again this summer "I did hear about that," Devin said, shaking his head in rueful admiration"A crippled man, and he must be fifty years old by nowWhat does that make it, six times in a row?" "Seven," Rovigo said soberlyHe paused, as if expecting a reaction "I'm sorry," Devin said"Is there a meaning to that?" "Marius decided there wasHe's just announced that there will be no more challenges in the Oak fendi black leather spy bag GroveSeven is sacred, he's proclaimedBy allowing him this latest triumph the Mother Goddess has made known her willMarius has just declared himself King in Quileia, no longer only the consort of the High Priestess "What?" Devin exclaimed, loudly enough to cause some heads to turnI thought they had a matriarchy there "So," said Rovigo, "did the late High Priestess Traveling across the Peninsula of the Palm, from mountain village to remote castle or manor, to the cities that were the centers of affairs, musicians could not help but hear news and gossip of great eventsAlways, in Devin's brief experience, the talk had been only that: a way to ease the passing of a cold winter's night around an inn fire in Certando, or to try to impress a traveler in a tavern in Corte with a murmured confiding that a pro-Barbadior party was rumored to be forming in that Ygrathen province It was only talk, Devin had long since prada logo conclud<- Last Page :: Next Page -> |