| "Quite," he then noticed that the rushes on the bed had already
been changed, "How long have you been awake?"
"About thirty minutes, sir. She left ten minutes ago." "Well, I should have asked Mirrina to clean up as well." "Ah, so her name is Mirrina," I muttered to myself, though I was overheard. "I am getting the impression that she strikes your fancy," never have I seen someone so emotionless though he did seem curious about it all... and, even more curiosity showed in what he had just said. The next thing he told me was, "I could have her give you the tour of the Hold. I was going to have Brand do it, but he has more pressing duties to perform. Anyway, she knows her way around just as well as he does -if not better." "From what I know of you, sir, that is not like you." "Jason Florian Long of Earth, one of the many duties of a Lord- whether he's a Warder or Holder- is to keep his guests happy. And, since I am a Lord Warder, I will uphold my duties." "But, sir, what if she does not wish to be in my company? I wish her only happiness, and that would cause her distress and possibly sorrow." "I will find out how she feels discreetly." "But, sir, I don't..." he looked at me sternly, with his cheek twitching at an indeterminable rate, "Oh never mind, sir. I doubt I could sway you in your thinking... and it would be fruitless to try." He then said, without any trace of emotion -not even contempt, "You could not." "Sir, to change to an easier subject, can I have your permission to walk about the Hold? I would not like to be too awestruck to listen to my guide," I said to him in a conspiratorial tone. |
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