Modesitt, L.E. - Corean Chronicles 05 - Cadmians Choice by Modesitt L.E

Author:Modesitt, L.E.
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Finally, Shastylt continued. "You may not know that Rhelyn is both the Recorder of Deeds and the local re-gional alector in Hyalt. In such a lightly populated area, it was felt that one alector could handle both duties. His allegiance is to Samist, but he has always been close to Brekylt. You might also recall that one of the Highest's assistants was killed by a wild translation last winter, and the word was that it was on a translation to Dereka... ."

Dainyl recalled that Falyna had mentioned something about that, joking that Dainyl might want the position.

"... That was true enough, but what was not said was that he was translating to Dereka from the Table in Hyalt."

"How many others have had mishaps that way?"

Shastylt shrugged. "I could not say. I do know that very few alectors from Elcien now visit Hyalt." An ironic smile appeared. 'There were few enough before, but now there are virtually none."

"No one has done anything?" Dainyl knew the answer, but wanted to judge Shastylt's reaction.

"What would one do? And to what end? Hyalt is viewed as too out-of-the-way, and of little interest to those who do not understand and too dangerous for too little gain by those who do."

"If Rhelyn is building a force of some sort, he could send them through the Table to Ludar or Alustre."

"If... that is the question, but... would you like to take the Table there to verify what might be happening?"

"Not this moment," replied Dainyl. "I would consider it as part of a larger plan—perhaps if a squad of Myrmi-dons from Dereka were nearby."

"Why Dereka?"

"Because I could go to Dereka and dispatch them from there. If we sent a squad from here, Rhelyn would know long before they arrived."

"You might consider developing a plan along those lines, Submarshal. We may need it." Shastylt stood. "Not now, you understand."

Dainyl was afraid he did.

50

Mykel blotted his forehead as he stood in the late-day shadows of the old garrison's west wall. Summer had indeed come to Hyalt, and with it, cloud-less days where the white sun burned down out of the sky with an intensity that reminded Mykel of Dramur, although the air in Hyalt was drier, so dry that unpro-tected skin exposed to the sun for more than half a glass burned and cracked. At least, Mykel's did, and that was one reason he stood in the shade. He had another report to write, and he needed to inspect the stables, such as they were.

Culeyt stood beside Mykel in the shade. "Hottest day yet."

"They'll get hotter." Two long weeks had passed since Mykel had sent off his last report to the colonel, and he needed to write and dispatch another, but little had happened—except for the continual, if intermittent, at-tacks by the giant cats at the quarry. So far, none of the Cadmians or quarrymen had been injured, but Seven-teenth Company had lost one mount in the last attack.

Mykel had observed and supervised, as necessary, vari-ous exercises and drills where the three more experienced companies had worked with the Hyalt companies.

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