page182 (1/2)

He pointed to a slab of granite just to the side of a fine Durnesian carpet inscribed with the king’s name and that of fifteen horses

“They’re all under the floor?” Karigan asked

Fastion nodded “According to the chronicles the caretakers keep, it was quite a trial to ento and his horses”

Karigan did not ask if the horses were already dead or brought down alive She did not want to know

Brienne peered out of the cha for trouble “The way is clear,” she said in a low voice “I see no living souls”

Brienne, Karigan kneas not being facetious

She followed Brienne out of Queen Lyra’s cha up the rear She dreaded what other burial displays lay ahead Her only hope was that they’d find the intruders quickly and get this journey into the tombs over with

THE HOUSE OF SUN AND MOON

The htly lit than Queen Lyra’s charandeur, re’s offices and private aparts of battles and landscapes hung from the walls, and polished suits of armor stood at attention next to statues of carved marble Finely crafted furniture that had probably never been used was clustered in co, and tapestries of exquisite eends and hunting triu to floor

Where there was no other art or draperies covering the walls, glittering an’s flesh as she took stock of a realistic depiction of Salvistar that looked ready to leap out of the stone

They ca with books A pair of cushioned chairs faced an unlit hearth

“Queen Lyra insisted on a library,” Brienne told Karigan

Karigan wished the fire was lit The cold of the to, which accounted for the fur-lined cloaks the tomb Weapons wore year round

Colorful banners and pennants hung fro the effect of stone This lieways and into chai and funerary slabs, or wall crypts both sealed and unsealed The latter seemed to be found down more primitive, narrower corridors And were fully occupied

Everything, like Queen Lyra’s chale spider had a chance here, and Karigan was sure the tomb cats took care of the rodent population Just as on Heroes Avenue, the air did not smell of musty old bones or rot; fresh currents of air wisped into her face Cold and dry Good storage for corpses

She ine how ht the tombs for dead people who could not appreciate it while the Green Ridersin their use of the pittance they were allotted every year