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Название книги: In the King's Service
Автор(ы): Katherine Kurtz
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/In-the-King_s-Service-230792.html
Katherine Kurtz«In The King's Service»
With Love and Thanks to Andre Norton, Great Lady of Many Wondrous Tales
Prologue«Set not thy heart upon goods unjustly gotten; for they shall not profit thee in the day of calamity».[1]
«I hear that you have a son at last», Dominy de Laney said to Sir Sief MacAthan, as she settled beside him at the heavy, eight-sided table in the Camberian Council's secret meeting chamber. «Congratulations are surely in order».Across the table from them, Vivienne de Jordanet was absently twirling a dark ringlet around one forefinger as she read over the shoulder of the man to her right: Lord Seisyll Arilan, one of the Council's two coadjutors. Both of them looked up at the other woman's comment, and Vivienne gave the new father an indulgent smile.«Well done, Sief».Sief’s face brightened, a boyish grin creasing his still handsome features as he basked in this affirmation of his male potency. After nearly thirty years of indifferent marriage, four living daughters, and a sad succession of stillborn or short-lived sons, he had all but given up hope of a male heir. This birthing had been difficult, for the child was large and his wife was no longer young, but the new babe was hale and lusty, if disappointingly unlike Sief in appearance. Of course, most infants were inclined to look like wizened little old men so soon after birth. Hopefully, the pale eyes would darken — and as yet, the babe had too little hair to tell what color it would be.«I must confess that I am pleased», Sief allowed. «I've decided to call him Kris
Название книги: In the King's Service
Автор(ы): Katherine Kurtz
Жанр: Фэнтези
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/In-the-King_s-Service-230792.html
Katherine Kurtz«In The King's Service»
With Love and Thanks to Andre Norton, Great Lady of Many Wondrous Tales
Prologue«Set not thy heart upon goods unjustly gotten; for they shall not profit thee in the day of calamity».[1]
«I hear that you have a son at last», Dominy de Laney said to Sir Sief MacAthan, as she settled beside him at the heavy, eight-sided table in the Camberian Council's secret meeting chamber. «Congratulations are surely in order».Across the table from them, Vivienne de Jordanet was absently twirling a dark ringlet around one forefinger as she read over the shoulder of the man to her right: Lord Seisyll Arilan, one of the Council's two coadjutors. Both of them looked up at the other woman's comment, and Vivienne gave the new father an indulgent smile.«Well done, Sief».Sief’s face brightened, a boyish grin creasing his still handsome features as he basked in this affirmation of his male potency. After nearly thirty years of indifferent marriage, four living daughters, and a sad succession of stillborn or short-lived sons, he had all but given up hope of a male heir. This birthing had been difficult, for the child was large and his wife was no longer young, but the new babe was hale and lusty, if disappointingly unlike Sief in appearance. Of course, most infants were inclined to look like wizened little old men so soon after birth. Hopefully, the pale eyes would darken — and as yet, the babe had too little hair to tell what color it would be.«I must confess that I am pleased», Sief allowed. «I've decided to call him Kris
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