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There were musicians behind a screen on the other side of the Gallery, the light flute and harp drifting down the stairs as the group walked up. There were blue and grey clad servants scattered through the long hallway, many of them ducking behind the columns on either side to be less intrusive. Voices could be heard punctuating the music, laughter blending with it.
There were soldiers. Not just Midland soldiers. Laun paused at the top of the stairs and signaled to those still behind her. She heard peace bonds being loosened and at least one blade drawn. Laun held tighter to Edgar’s hand and stepped forward again.
Rosemond and Midland soldiers saluted as Laun passed by, saluting again as her cousin passed a few paces behind her. Dougal had insisted on having her enter first as she had been specifically invited. She had offered her hand to him at the bottom of the stairs and he had bowed out, motioning Edgar to her side.
A laugh came to Laun that she recognized, perhaps. And a voice she did not recognize at all talking to Falmir. Laun hesitated a few steps before they would clear the column and see who was behind the privacy screens. Edgar slowed and pulled her with him. »Read More