If you’ll wait a minute, I’ll go and—” But Nicholas was already halfway to the counter. As the sixteen servants passed along the table, each guest heaped edibles around his rice until the plate resembled a volcano rising high above the sea. Honoria picked up a collar that was a limp ruffle of linen, put it around Dougless’s neck and tied it in back. A knight handed her a handkerchief.
She tried to read the dial on her watch, but the rain was hitting her in the face too hard to see clearly. ” Dougless nearly leaped as she put herself between Nicholas and the counter while the poor little clerk huddled against the opposite wall. thing, dispatching slaves to perform specific tasks and explaining to Sarel her reasons for each act. She might as well fall in love with a ghost.
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