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.“Pasbal and my mother had it all planned, except Harrson's an idiot and his feet smell, and he had to marry someone else when.”“.but she's not surprised, always knew there was something strange aboutyou.”Blue and gray of the shadowed cuts became silver and the lines still danced toher heartbeat.She decided she liked the effect.Bolda's eyes narrowed as though bothered, but he didn't seem to notice otherwise.Ulanda smiled then chuckled.“Except she doesn't believe a word of it, just Zimmer-craziness, so what else is new?”“.and that you keep to yourself except when you shouldn't, besides bad-mouthing each and every body who could do you some good.”The dance was on his face and he brushed at the light as though it were a fly.Ulanda's smile was so wide, it hurt and she could barely make the words form.“But she puts up with me because my mother and her were like sisters.”Laurel Hickeywww.2morrow.bc.caEye of the Ocean – Book 1: Ji’Jin StationBolda stopped with his mouth still open.“Who's telling this anyway?”He had swallowed the flicker and she started to giggle.Her smile was tearingher face in two.“So, why do you bother?” she managed before the giggles turnedto laughter.He wasn't laughing, but she couldn't stop.Her fingers were numb,the spoon clattered to the table, knocking biscuits flying.Ice was against hermouth, her fingers, but she couldn't feel them.Then she could, scalding hot tears were running over them.A handkerchief was all she got from him - actions or words.She ached withthe need to touch someone, to feel their breath against her skin with comforting words.But the person who got up from the table a few minutes later wasperfectly calm.Bolda watched as she pulled the screen back to let the light in.A ceiling of hanging banners the width of the terrace, but even the tassels weremotionless.Past them, dust, ti'Linn honor guards and stone steps.All motionless.The only noise was the hiccups that were the remnants of her crying.Thesense of being displaced had disappeared with the sudden breakdown, she feltdrained of all the dreams that had fogged her mind.What remained was an innercold, the color of the silver rings she had handled in the market, and with thesame bitter scent.Then from it grew a thought that shattered the heated airaround her - that she might die before touching anyone ever again.The yellowed glow of the storm was behind her, she knew the effect, especiallyas the slightest movement molded the thin silk against her as though in a caress.But he still wasn't looking.Just watching.Her voice broke a little but it was the remnants of the tears, not new ones.“Don't you have something clever to say?”“Just come back and eat your breakfast.” Quickly, he finished emptying thetray and sat at the other end of the table, looking like he planned to stay.Acovered plate, teapot in a cozy and two tea bowls.The biscuits he left on thetable where they had been knocked and he didn't touch the spoon.After a fewminutes, when she hadn't moved, he added, “You got anything better to do rightnow?”No.She sat down again.Scrambled eggs under the cover.With white cheesethat stringed out when she speared a clump.Salty, the way she liked eggs.“They're ti'Linn,” she said.“The Overpriest's guards, I mean.”He poured the tea, passed her a bowl and snagged a biscuit on the way backto his end.“Some of them.”The ones on this side.Where the way out wasn't locked.“Why? The onescoming here last night weren't.”“The horses don't like them.”Would she have to drag this out of him word by word? The questions werecoming from the same cold clear center of her mind that the first thought had.Last night, she hadn't known the guards were ti'Linn.Laurel Hickeywww.2morrow.bc.caEye of the Ocean – Book 1: Ji’Jin Station“Am I still a Priest?” Am I still myself, the question riding that question asked.And below that: am I anybody?From the expression on his face, she thought he wasn't going to answer, buthe surprised her.“I've got blisters on my butt from all that riding yesterday which are only marginally smaller than the ones on my feet from all the walking.Wecould have picked you up by flitter for one.For another, we could have been here in twenty minutes from outside the City Walls if we had wanted to.Or clearedthat mess in the High Market before it really got going.Rit, for one, certainly didn't need to be scrambling half the night over rough ground and I wouldn'tthink that Oimit did either, although.”Like sundogs to the questions, the answers were there.“.hell, nobody's complaining.A rectangle of blue flashed out from the door.Raised voices and she realizedshe had been hearing people in the corridor for a couple of minutes now.Alarmed, she started to stand, pulling the sleeping robe closer around her.Bolda shook his head and motioned her to sit.There was a sharp buzz and thenoise was cut off [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]