almost completely for the first time Kate had seen.
"Will you sit for me, for a portrait?" The impulse was irresistible because the
subject was beautiful, and she itched to start to work.
"Really? I would like that very much. Thank you, Kate-for everything!"
Gisela's hands stroked the fur on her lap and her eyes unfocused slightly. Her
taut shoulders drooped softly now, as she mused. Then she roused, leaned across
the carriage, and took Kate's hand in hers, tears brimming in viridescent eyes.
"You have given me hope, at last."
8
Herm Aldaran sat down on the edge of the bed, bent over, and pulled off his
boots. He wriggled his toes sensuously, then leaned back across the covers, his
arms extended above his head. He gazed up at the hangings, and at the plastered
ceiling, enjoying
