Cybele's Secret by Juliet Marillier

Author:Juliet Marillier
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780375891434
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2008-09-09T04:00:00+00:00

I wanted explanations, but the ones I got did not satisfy me. With the sky fading to dusk and the Esperança still plowing a choppy way northward, Duarte came down to his cabin, where Stoyan was sitting on the floor just inside the doorway and I was cross-legged on the bunk with my spectacles on, reading aloud. In the captain’s quarters I had found a small collection of books, some in Portuguese, others in Greek. Whether Stoyan really wanted to listen to classical poetry under the present circumstances was debatable. I had thought it would help to divert us from our predicament.

“Very fetching,” Duarte commented as he ducked under the lintel and came in. He was eyeing the outfit I was now wearing. The trousers, shirt, and boots had belonged to a young crewman of diminutive size, Pero had told me in careful Greek, a lad who very sadly had suffered a mishap on an earlier voyage and was no longer with the Esperança. This boy might have been small, but the garments hung loose on me, and the shirt fabric was on the flimsy side, almost transparent. After trying everything on while Stoyan waited outside, I had searched through Duarte’s storage chest and made the adjustment my outfit required to be acceptably modest, if still unconventional. I had no intention of spending a two-week voyage shut up in this box of a chamber for want of appropriate clothing.

“Isn’t that one of mine?” Duarte queried, his gaze traveling up and down the belted tunic I wore over the things Pero had provided. This garment was made of very fine wool in a blue-gray shade and covered me from neck to knees. The sash I was using as a belt went around my waist twice.

“As you said, it’s cold up on deck. I needed it,” I said. “If you don’t want to share, you shouldn’t shut strangers in your cabin.”

“It looks much better on you than it ever did on me.” Duarte glanced toward the locked box at the foot of the bunk. “You’ve been through my meager wardrobe and raided my library, but you haven’t bothered with Cybele’s Gift,” he said. “The key’s right on the table there.”

“There wouldn’t be any point.” I made my tone coolly polite. “What do you imagine I would do, smash her and drop her over the side just to spite you? I’m not vindictive, senhor. I wanted to see justice done, that was all. But I imagine you don’t have much concept of that.”

“Your imagination is sadly limited, then,” he retorted. “I had been planning to offer you some clarification, since you were so keen for me to account for myself. But I’m beginning to realize it would be pointless. You’ve already judged me, and your opinion cannot be swayed by any words of logic.”

Stoyan had risen to his feet, awkward with the sling, and fixed the pirate with a stare that would have made another man shrink. “Neither of us wishes to be here, senhor, and it is clear that you, too, wish we had remained behind in Istanbul.

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