When I look at my new clothes, though, I think of all the good things that come from someone knowing you well enough to understand your hopes and fears. I may not have told Barn all the awful things I’ve done and the terrible skills I’ve acquired, but she’s dressed me as though I had.
In my new clothes, I make my way to a hastily called Council meeting and listen as they debate back and forth whether Nicasia took Cardan’s angry message back to Orlagh and whether fish can fly (that’s Fala).
“Whether or not she did doesn’t matter,” says Jud. “The High King has made his position clear. If he won’t marry, then we have to assume that Orlagh is going to fulfill her threats. Which means she’s going to go after his blood.”
“You are moving very fast,” says Randalin. “Ought we not yet consider th
