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"They’re great friends," Geoffrey said as they walked through the twisting corridors "Draca’s given her a guest room until the Queen’s apartment is finished" He opened the library door "Saetan, you are going to train her, aren’t you?"
Hearing so odd in Geoffrey’s voice, Saetan turned with race "Do you object?" He immediately choked back the snarl in his voice when he saw the uneasiness in Geoffrey’s eyes
"No," Geoffrey whispered, "I don’t object I’mrelieved" He pointed to the books neatly stacked at one end of the blackwood table "I pulled those out anticipating your visit, but there are some other volumes, some very ancient texts, that I’ll pull out for you next time I think you’ll need them"
Saetan settled into a leather chair beside the large blackwood table and gratefully accepted the glass of yarbarah Geoffrey offered His leg ached He wasn’t up to this
He pulled the top book off the stack and opened it at the first marker Lorn "You did anticipate"
Geoffrey sat at the other end of the table, checking other books "So else I can check for you?"
Saetan quickly sed the yarbarah "Yes I need inforhann and Gabrielle" He started reading the entry about Lorn
"If they wear Jewels, they’ll be in the Keep’s registry"
"It’s a safe bet you’ll find the up,
Geoffrey pushed his chair back "What Territories?"
"Hmm? I’ve no idea Jaenelle’s from Chaillot, so start with Territories around there where those names are common"
"Saetan," Geoffrey said with annoyed humor, "sometimes you’re as useful as a bucket with a hole in the botto point?"
Pulled away froraph, Saetan snapped, "Between the ages of six and eight Noill you let e Saetan didn’t understand, but translation wasn’t required "I’ll have to check the registry at Terreille’s Keep, so this may take a while even if any of your information is remotely accurate Help yourself to more yarbarah"
The hours melted away Saetan read the last entry Geoffrey had marked, carefully closed the book, and rubbed his eyes When he finally looked up, he found Geoffrey studying hie look was in the librarian’s black eyes Two registers lay on the table
Saetan rested his steepled fingers on his chin "So?"
"You got the naht," Geoffrey said softly
That icy finger whispered down Saetan’s spine "Meaning?"
Geoffrey slowly, ale ht Purple Dusk Alhre on the Isle of Scelt in the Realm of Kaeleer"
"Kaeleer!" Saetan tried to ju buckled iet into the Shadow Realot into the Dark Realister and hesitated "Saetan, you will train her well, won’t you?" He didn’t wait for an answer "Gabrielle A queen ears birthright opal Seven years old Strong possibility she’s a natural Black Widow Lives in the Realm of Kaeleer in the Territory of the Dea al Mon"
Saetan pillowed his head in his arms and moaned The Children of the Wood She’d seen the Children of the Wood, the fiercest, most private race ever spawned in Kaeleer "It’s not possible," he said, bracing his arms on the table "You’ve made a mistake"
"I’ve made no mistake, Saetan"
"She lives in Terreille, not Kaeleer You’ve made a mistake"
"I’ve made nonerves, turning into a cold dagger in his belly "It’s not possible," Saetan said, spacing out the words "The Dea al Mon have never allowed anyone into their Territory"
"It appears they’ve made an exception"
Saetan shook his head "It’s not possible"
"Neither is finding Lorn," Geoffrey replied sharply "Neither is walking with ith and breadth of Hell Yes, we know about that The last time she visited here, Char came with her"
"The little bastard," Saetan hann and Gabrielle I found the to do?"
Saetan stared at the high ceiling "What would you have me do, Geoffrey? Shall we take her away froe?" He let out a strained laugh "As if we could The only way to confine her would be to convince her she couldn’t get out, to brutalize her instincts until she wasn’t sure of anything anymore Do you want to be the bastard responsible for that e? Because I won’t do it By the Darkness, Geoffrey, the living myth has co us"