Beguilement by Lois McMaster Bujold

Author:Lois McMaster Bujold
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780061796753
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“Oh, Dag?” called Saun. “Old patroller?” He grinned from his propping pillows.

“Yes?” Blight it, when had the boy picked up on that catchphrase? Saun must have paid closer attention to Dag’s occasional mutters than he would have guessed.

“No need for the fishy glower. All your pet Spark wants to hear are Dag tales.” He settled back with a snicker, no, a snigger.

Dag shook his head and retreated. At least he managed to stop wincing before he exited the stairs.

Dag arrived in the stable, its stalls crowded with the horses of the two patrols, barely before Fawn did. He led her to the straight stall housing the placid bay mare, and pointed.

“Congratulations, Spark. Mari’s made it official. You now own this nice horse. Your share of our pay from the Glassforge town fathers. I found you that saddle and bridle on the peg, too; should be about the right size for you. Not new, but they’re in real good condition.” He saw no need to mention that the tack had been part of a private deal with the willing harnessmaker who had done such a fine job repairing his arm-harness.

Fawn’s face lit with delight, and she slid into the stall to run her hands over the horse’s neck and scratch her star and her ears, which made the mare round her nostrils and drop her poll in pleasure. “Oh, Dag, she’s wonderful, but”—Fawn’s nose wrinkled in suspicion—“are you sure this isn’t your share of the pay? I mean, Mari’s been nice to me and all, but I didn’t think she’d promoted me to patroller.”

A little too shrewd, that. “If it had been left to me, there would be a lot more, Spark.”

Fawn did not look entirely convinced, but the horse nudged her for more scratches, and she turned back to the task. “She needs a name. She can’t go on being that mare.” Fawn bit her lip in thought. “I’ll name her Grace, after the river. Because it’s a pretty name and she’s a pretty horse, and because she carried us so smoothly. Do you want to be Grace, sweet lady, hm?” She carried on with the petting and making-much; the mare signified her acceptance of the affection, the name, or both by cocking her hips, easing one hind hoof, and blowing out her breath, which made Fawn laugh. Dag leaned on the stall partition and smiled.

At length, Fawn’s face sobered in some new thought. She wandered back out of the stall and stood with her arms folded a moment. “Except…I’m not sure if I’ll be able to keep her on a milkmaid’s pay, or whatever.”

“She’s yours absolutely; you could sell her,” Dag said neutrally.

Fawn shook her head, but her expression did not lighten.

“In any case,” Dag continued, “it’s too early for you to be thinking of taking on work. You’re going to need this mare to ride, first.”

“I’m feeling much better. The bleeding stopped two days ago, if I were going to get a fever I think I would have by now, and I don’t get dizzy anymore.

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