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.A low voice reminded her she was no longer that young girl.,"Can I do something for you, mistress?" Cale asked.Tazi turned to see that Cale had been sitting in the leather chair the whole time.She simply hadn't seen him until he spoke to her.She was momentarily embarrassed that he had caught her daydreaming.There was a time when it wouldn't have bothered Tazi if he had found her lost in an unguarded moment, but those days had passed for her.She didn't want anyone to find her exposed.She sat down on the trunk, resting her elbows on her knees with her hands laced loosely together."I'm sorry to bother you so late," she began lamely, realizing she hadn't awakened him as he was still dressed in hisill-fitting servant's garb, "but some events have transpired and I need some advice.Ebeian.""Ebeian is dead," Cale finished for her.He didn't bother to rise or offer Tazi anything to drink.He sat rigidly in his chair with his fingers steepled under his chin."I suppose I should be surprised that you know that," Tazi replied after a moment, "but you have always been 'well connected,' haven't you?"Cale merely tipped his head in acknowledgement.Since he first started training her, Tazi recognized that Cale had a network of associates with ties to the less-than-respectable element of Selgaunt.Because he never seemed to use those connections for anything other than for the Uskevren's benefit, Tazi never mentioned it to her parents.If her family had been in jeopardy, it wouldn't have mattered to Tazi what dark secrets others he possessed.She would've handed him over in an instant.However, he was always true as far as she knew, and she was fully prepared to use him and his connections."Then you are probably already aware of the manner of his death," she continued, not waiting for a reply."I was doubly surprised myself.First to have Steorf, of all people, drag me away from the Kit, and of course, to then find Ebeian dead."A small part of her hoped that she might have wounded Cale at the mention of Steorf's name.In the aftermath of her initial encounter with Ciredor, Tazi knew Cale was somewhat pleased that she had broken off her friendship with the mage-in-training.For as long as she had known either one, Tazi was aware of an unpleasant undercurrent between Steorf and Cale and was certain there was no love lost.Cale's pleasure, however, soon dissipated as Tazi shut him out over time as well.Between that and the long months of recovery since her injuries, a wedge had come between them."Steorf and I discovered that it was Ciredor who was responsible for Eb's death," Tazi told him."That bastard plans to takeFannah next for something I don't completely understand, but I won't allow it.I've got Steorf keeping guard over her in my rooms at the Kit while I get ready to take this battle to him.in Calimport.""You remember your lessons well," Cale finally answered her.'"Always face your enemy at a time and place of your own choosing,' was what you taught me.Well," she said, "the place is not quite one of my choosing, but maybe with Fannah's knowledge of Calimport, I can turn it into one."Tazi felt the need to move.She stood up and began to prowl around Cale's room again.She had often teased him that he chose to live like a cloistered monk.Since the incident with the shadow demons, Tazi thought his room, like his manner around her, had grown even colder.Glancing at the deep shadows in every corner, Tazi noticed the room was more secretive than she ever remembered.It might just be a facade, she thought, just as my room is.Perhaps this darkness no more represents Cale than the lace doilies and pastel paints reflect who I really am."Cale?" she finally asked with her hand outstretched.His words stopped whatever question she was going to pose, and even Tazi wasn't sure what that would've been."I cannot possibly go with you," he said with closed eyes."There are certain matters here that demand my attention."Tazi turned away, shoulders slumping.Whatever she thought he might have said, a refusal was not something she had expected.Tazi wrapped her arms around herself as though suddenly chilled.She wished she was anywhere but there, unexpectedly feeling abandoned.Stupid girl, she chided herself, what did you expect him to say?That didn't change how she felt.With her back turned, Tazi didn't see what Cale did next.He slowly rose from the chair, a suddenly tender look fixed on his severe features.He reached a long, muscular armtoward Tazi but stopped within an inch of brushing her short locks with his fingertips.Instead, he balled his hand into a fist and lowered his arm to his side.In a militaristic fashion, Cale squared off his shoulders to deliver his next lesson."The name Uskevren means 'too bold to hide,' as you well know.You should remember the most important example I ever taught you: Finish whatever you begin," Cale reminded her."You must finish this with Ciredor."Tazi kept her back to Cale but stood up a little straighter at the mention of the necromancer's name."I know that," she replied quietly."Though I can't go with you," Cale continued and Tazi wasn't stire but thought he sounded a little sad, "I can help you somewhat.Among the papers on your writing desk, you will find an address.It is a dwelling in one of the more dubious quarters of Selgaunt that houses more than it seems." He paused, but Tazi didn't turn.Cale continued, "In this residence, you will discover a gate to Calimport.It will save you many days—even months—of travel, but the gate is not without cost.""I know about costs," she whispered.Cale nodded at her response but the acknowledgement was lost on Tazi.She kept herself rigid like a wall and refused to face Cale while so many emotions coursed through her.It was the only way she could keep herself in check.She wasn't going to allow Cale to see her turmoil.Undeterred, he continued his counsel."I also think it would be fortuitous to bring the scrolls you took from Ciredor with you.After your grueling encounter with him, I still marvel that you had the presence of mind to take them with you," he admitted proudly."I have a feeling that their meaning will become clear on this journey."'"Better to be prepared than caught empty-handed,'" she quoted with a touch of sarcasm."Always," he answered."The last thing I would advise is that you have both Fannah and Steorf accompany you."Tazi tilted her head and almost looked over her shoulderat him when Cale mentioned Steorf by name.She stopped herself, feeling that it would somehow be a defeat to turn.If he was going to send her off without him, then so be it.She would be on her own."Fannah will be much safer under your constant care," he told her, and Tazi swelled a little at the compliment."And you might find that in this journey you will need a mage you can trust."Cale sighed wearily.Now it was his shoulders that sagged as if under a great weight."Steorf," he nearly whispered, "is a mage you can trust, Thazienne [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]