Chapter 16
Eldric wrinkled his nose in distaste as the party rode into the elaborately paved square that fronted his house in Vakloss. Arinndier smiled at Eldric’s involuntary commentary, and spurred his horse alongside. He mimicked Eldric’s voice.
‘Ha. Courtesy of Dan-Tor. Daytime at night no less.’
Eldric looked at him and smiled. ‘You may mock me, young man,’ he said, ‘knowing I won’t box your ears in front of the Guards. But these things are an abomination, and you know it.’ He gesticulated contemptuously with his riding whip towards the globes that floated high above their heads and filled the square with a low humming and a bright blue-tainted white light.
Arinndier’s face became more sober. The globes were one of the many changes that Dan-Tor had wrought in the City under the gu
