Spirit of Empire 03 Voice of the Chosen by Lawrence P. White

Author:Lawrence P. White [White, Lawrence P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Lawrence P. White
Published: 2012-04-27T05:00:00+00:00

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Val knew Resolve intimately. He had changed out of his beggar outfit - a beggar would never be permitted free access to the port - into black pants and a black jacket and made his way to the quarters he still thought of as Ellie’s. He entered silently and stopped, staring at the three people deep in conversation. He took in Reba who had dressed in a crisp, green business suit to fulfill her part of the marketing delegation and a tall, young man dressed in standard blue ship-board coveralls. He guessed this was the infamous Tarn Lukes. His gaze did not linger long: his focus was his twin sister. She must have sensed his presence, for she stopped talking and stood up, turning toward him, her black pants and blouse almost identical to his own.

He had feared this meeting, not knowing what she would look like now that she was blind, but to his surprise, she seemed little changed since the last time he had seen her. The years should have aged her, though on second thought, she now carried a Rider and her aging process was essentially halted, just as his was. That didn’t mean her demeanor was the same. The person who turned to him exuded confidence and determination.

“Val?”

“I’m here.” He stepped over to her and took her in his arms. It was just the two of them in the room for a little while. “It’s been a long time,” he whispered into her hair. They stepped apart, and her hands went to his face. He placed his hands over hers and leaned forward, kissing her on the forehead. “Hi, little sister.”

She smiled. “In spite of what’s gone on, yes, I am still your little sister, the little sister of a one-legged beggar boy who became the man who now wears Sir Jarl’s pins. I’m so proud of you.”

“The Seer has come into her own, as well.”

Krys nodded. “She has. I barely remember the person I was before all this began. You’ve done well, and I’m happy for you.”

He frowned. “I wish I could say the same for you.”

“Everyone focuses on my blindness. Don’t. It serves me well and I’m happy. I have Tarn.”

He glanced over to Tarn and nodded, then turned back to Krys. “The Guide. And I have Reba. In that regard, we are both lucky.” He looked around the room. “It was this very room in which we met.”

She nodded. “Fifteen years ago.”

He grinned. “We had to learn to dress and eat like civilized people. Remember your favorite pastime then?”

“My stories filled with the adventures of Queens and Knights and quests?”

“The very same. Are you taking notes?”

“It’s different when it’s real.”

“That it is, but you might want to start taking notes. What you’re doing will become a part of our history, Krys.”

“If we live that long,” she rejoined. She considered, then added, “No, there will be no notes for either of us. We cannot chance their discovery by the wrong people.

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