Chapter 64

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CHAPTER 64 The Councillor’s samke was a startling sight to Penrys. The forecourt gravel was raked and clean, and the iron of the gates showed no trace of rust. The main domicile had a charm and balance that was enhanced rather than diminished by the additions that had accreted over time, and the sound of running water from some unknown source overlaid the whole with a sense of peace, despite the noise of activity outside the walls. Tak Tuzap’s clothing identified him as a prosperous, if over-young, citizen of Gonglik, but she felt decidedly dowdy in her own ill-fitting clothes, and Dzantig looked the modest student-priest that he was. At least Najud looked suitably exotic, if travel worn. Too bad we couldn’t do this tomorrow, in our new clothing. Najud caught her eye and smiled. “You s

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