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By the tiood many details, and her co the telling, for Riders had perished and the news hadn’t reached her yet Karigan wished the captain was better at keeping her daughter informed, but she understood the desire to protect her from worry Better, however, for her to hear the truth of it before rumors reached her

“That is quite a story,” Estral said, her eyes distant Karigan wondered if she was already fors in her head about those events “I’ve heard portions of it fro the people of Sacoridia ought to hear”

“That’s your job,” Karigan said

“It’s hard to do when no one steps forward to give us a firsthand account”

“It’s not so you just, well, talk about”

Estral chuckled “You Riders have kept soto pry information out of you is next to impossible People should hear of your accomplishments” She then rose and added, “I think it is time for Mel to return to her dorm”

Mel protested, but Estral was firan, Mel obeyed and left the common roo, “We’ll talk more later”

Later never see and attending—as well as taking care of any odds and ends left to her in her father’s absence Over the course of several days, theand over hurried midday meals

Meanwhile, Karigan and Fergal bided their stay in Seliuan assisted Rendle with al spent his extra ti the city She suspected he even tried one of the public baths, but he wouldn’t admit it When he wasn’t in the city, he followed Mel around, listening in bemusement as she chattered away about this and that She was proud of her association with the Green Riders, and liked to show hian saw hi his sessions with Master Rendle

One evening she wandered ca school days when she used to sneak out of her dorht, Karigan returning to her bed just in ti bell She’d then spendfrom class to class in a sleepy haze

She smiled and struck off for the Golden Guardian’s residence, which lay outside the grouping of acades and looked over the city She had no idea if Estral would be in, but she yearned for a chat with her friend, just like in the old days

As befitting the Golden Guardian, the house was large with syht filled a few of the s on the bottoled the bell at the large door, which was embedded with a brass plaque in the shape of a harp

Presently the door opened and a gentleh collar wrapped with a silk cravat, peered out at her, a lamp in his hand “Yes?” he asked