And Viran, she thought, watching her ansai stoop to confer with a knot of dwarves.
“Max isn’t here,” said Roxanne.
“He was earlier,” said Fletcher. “I saw him talking to the kzar when we came in.”
“Maybe I should find him,” said Keriya. She and Max had never made any promises to each other, but she felt her arrival with a mysterious warrior prince warranted some sort of explanation.
“Make sure you hurry back and get dinner,” said Fletcher.
“Which reminds me,” said Taeleia, “I should eat while I can. A merry evening to you, friends. Allentria’s future shines brighter tonight.” She nodded at each of them, her large, silver eyes glinting in the firelight, then glided to the banquet tables. Danisan shadowed her steps and Fletcher went with him, leaving Keriya with Roxanne.
There was a mo
