Once again she waved away any suggestion that he might 'owe' her anything. 'Don't mention it. I really just want you to be happier than you are.
'And if the work goes smoother, my master will be likelier to be in a good mood, and if he's in a good mood, he'll make concessions, hmm?' He chuckled, and she joined in. 'That I can understand! Everyone here is a diplomat.'
'We'd better be going,' he said, reluctant to leave Trenor, but feeling better than he had in days. 'His blanket's damp, so they've obviously had him out for a good workout today, and from tomorrow on I can take over his exercise.'
'I—I had one more thought,' Talia said, hesitantly. 'You were saying that you wished you could make some friends here, right?'
He hadn't
She licked her lips. 'There's another person here I would really like you to meet. He's in a similar position to yours, but without even the authority of being a secretary to an envoy. I know that he is very lonely, and even though you don't have anything at all in common in the way of background, you are still both from places that are so different from Valdemar that you are alike in your reactions.'
He turned to stare fully at her, because he sensed that she was not even telling him a fraction of what she knew about this person—that describing this person as coming from a place that is 'different' from Valdemar just might be the understatement of the millennium.
'What exactly... ?' he asked. 'What do you mean?'
She made a face of frustration. 'I'm really not certain what I can and cannot tell you about him. His situation is—well, nothing short of what you would read about in a legend, and even then you would probably not believe it. The thing that the two of you have in common is that you're both—bewildered, I suppose is the right word. Bewildered and quite foreign to Valdemar. He
Karal nodded, grimacing. He had met one or two besides Arnod who hadn't been afraid of him—but both of those
'I will meet this person, if you like,' he offered, feeling that he had to offer her
'Oh, I don't think that is very likely,' she replied, looking quite satisfied. 'I usually manage to find people who are going to enjoy each other's company, rather than the reverse.' Then she bit her lip, as if something had just occurred to her 'There is just one thing—'
Karal looked at her sharply. 'Which is, what?'
'Do you recall the Tayledras envoy? Firesong, the Hawkbrother Mage?'
Of course he recalled Firesong. Even if he did not have a secretary's trained memory, he could hardly have forgotten
Talia sucked at her lower lip, and her brow creased a little.
'An'desha is with him, but he isn't exactly Tayledras, even though he looks like he is. Technically, he's Shin'a'in. And he's a lot younger than he looks, literally. He's really about your age, maybe a year or two older.'
'Ah.' Karal nodded again, even though that was more confusing than it was enlightening. That phrase though, 'An'desha is with him....' Was she implying what he thought?
In any case, did it matter? Despite the fact that such a liaison was supposed to be against the Will of Vkandis, there were plenty of situations, pairings like that in the Priesthood, something which had been made very clear to him and every other novice once they graduated from the Children's Cloister.
It was also made very clear to the entire Priesthood once Solaris came to power that