Heir's Revenge (Return of the Aghyrians Book 4) by Patty Jansen

Author:Patty Jansen [Jansen, Patty]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Capricornica Publications
Published: 2014-07-14T04:00:00+00:00

Fortunately, no further snow fell overnight and Ellisandra had no problems going to the theatre the next morning. Sariandra was already in the drawing room, tracing shapes on huge sheets of waxy paper for patterns.

“If you give me a list of what you need, I’ll go shopping for fabrics.”

“Can I come, please?”

“Do you think that’s all right with your father? I don’t really want to get into any more trouble with him.”

“I’m . . . sorry about that. He can be really silly about things like this.” That was an oddly light-hearted remark given Asitho Bisumar’s heavy-handedness. “But the merchants are all Nikala. They don’t care about me or my father’s rules.”

That was true, and it was going to be inconvenient not having her there.

“Well . . .” She hesitated. “It is a work trip.” She should probably risk Asitho Bisumar’s displeasure and take her. “All right, you can come.”

“Oh, thank you, thank you! Let me get my cloak.”

Sariandra ran into the open wardrobe and then back into the drawing room, where she deposited something in one of the cabinets under the large table. Leaving the tracking device here again?

To be honest, the strictness of Asitho Bisumar’s rules annoyed Ellisandra beyond pale. His daughter was not a little girl. She could think for herself. Somewhere under that shyness was a certain resolve that Ellisandra thought she could like, if only she found out what bothered Sariandra so, because being caught by her father was obviously not one of those things.

“Here I am, all rugged up.” She was, too. Not in her mottled cloak today, but wearing a cloak of lighter fur that had a hood, which she had pulled over her head. Hmm, she’d even thought about going onto the streets without being recognised. That was something to be admired.

“All right then, let’s go.”

It wasn’t far to the markets and fortunately the snow from the previous night had been dealt with. On the way, they talked about costumes, their designs and styles and faithfulness to period.

“And we must also see if we can fit you for a dress,” Ellisandra said.

“Me?”

“Yes, we’re going to be the stars of the night when the play is performed.” At least she hoped that they weren’t going to be throwing wet snow and no one was going to walk out because of wrong buttons on the actors’ costumes, or about too much blood on the floor. Damn, she still hadn’t decided whether she’d go ahead with that gory scene or go the safe route.

“You mean, we go onto the stage?”

“Yes, we do. Usually one of the actors tells us to come up.”

“Do we need new dresses for that?”

“I have a couple in the stores, but you may need to get one made if there is nothing suitable. We have to look our best.”

“Oh.” She looked terrified.

“Don’t worry, the theatre will pay for it.”

“Oh, all right.” But she looked far from relieved. “I don’t know that I can . . .”

“Of course you can. I know it’s scary facing all these people, but you don’t have to say anything.

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