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Martel's leaning over the plans of the palace that they've dug out of storage, spread across the table. He and Ehlana have their backs to the door, across the table from the others in the council room. "But is this all sustainable?"
"Of course it is, your Majesty. Your guardsmen are going to have to get accustomed to the changes, but there's no ( Read more... )
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She sidles into the room, smiling at the others. "Is it all going well?"
"I wasn't aware the palace had so many weaknesses," Ehlana tells her, with a slightly determined glint in her eyes, "But they'll all be taken care of shortly."
Maryani believes it.
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"You're a madwoman and I'm taking care of it," Martel informs Maryani, running two thoughts together as he politely steps back out of the way for Sparhawk and Ehlana's reunion.
"I take it we won?" Stragen contributes, looking up at the Pandion from his seat at the table.
"Sort of."
"Ah, well--you can give us the details later." The thief lord examines Ehlana's radiant smile and grins. "Much later."
Martel chuckles, quietly, rolling up his map. "Let us excuse ourselves, your Majesty. We can continue -- as Milord says -- later."
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The next morning, Maryani--child in her arms, because he tends to go where she goes, these days--is talking to Martel near one of those maps, in a different sitting room. "It seems like we've been everywhere on this map in the past ten years," she muses out loud, "It's disorienting to think about."
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Martel's entertaining himself pointing out the places they have been to their son, and he glances up from his game-of-sorts at the more serious musing. "There were reasons," he notes, and that's when Sparhawk enters, with a perfunctorily polite knock. "Sparhawk."
"Martel." Sparhawk looks from him to Maryani, inclining his head.
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