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carpets that made the floors look both older and more rickety, rather than less, had given way entirely to… grass. Blue-green grass, thick and short, that was so perfect she was almost afraid to take a step on it without removing her boots. She couldn’t see the far walls – she imagined this was because they were painted the color of sky – but she could see trees – tall trees – and the hint of water ahead, and to her left, the large curve of boulders seen between slender trunks.
    A garden.
    A magical garden.
    “Yes,” Evanton said, as the door clicked shut at her back. She turned slowly to face him and saw that he had changed. His clothing was different, for one, and he seemed to stand slightly taller; the stoop in his shoulders, the bend, the perpetual droop of his neck, had disappeared. He was not young, would never be young, but age had majesty here that it had never had before.
    “Yes?”
    “It is a magic, of a type, Kaylin Neya. If you stand here for long enough, and you listen carefully, you might hear the sound of your name on the wind.” He paused, and then tendered her something shocking: A perfect, formal bow. “Lord Kaylin,” he said quietly, “of the High Court.”
    “Don’t you start, too,” she began, but he waved her to silence.
    “In this place, names have import, and there are rumors, girl.”
    “Never bet on a rumor.”
    His expression shifted and twisted, and for a moment she could see the man she had first met in this changed one. “Why not? You do.” He lifted an arm; blue cloth clung to it in a drape that reminded her of Barrani High Court clothing. It was not so fine in line, and it hung a little long, and perhaps a little heavily, on his scrawny frame – but it suggested… gravity. Experience.
    Maybe even nobility, and
no one
sent Kaylin to talk to the nobles. Or the people who – far worse – wanted to be nobles and hadn’t quite made it yet, in their own minds.
    “I bet small change,” she began. Severn snorted.
    “Small change,” Severn told Evanton, unphased by the change in the man, “is all Kaylin ever
has
.”
    “So you bet everything you have, time and again? You really should choose different companions, girl. But,” he added, staring at Severn again, “I don’t disapprove of this one.”
    “You didn’t disapprove of Teela or Tain, that I recall.”
    “It hardly matters, where the Barrani are concerned. And Teela is a slightly unusual case. I have known her for some time,” he added, almost gently. “She was the first customer I had in this store, when I finally opened it.”
    “When you finally opened it?”
    “Ah, yes. It took me some time to find my way back. From this place,” he added, looking beyond Kaylin, his eyes slightly unfocused. She knew the look; he was remembering something. Something she was certain he wasn’t about to share. “And she was waiting, with, I might add, her usual patience.” Which would of course be none at all.
    “How long had she waited?”
    “Quite a while, from all accounts. It was well before she joined the Hawks,” he added, “and she cut a formidable figure.”
    Thinking about the drug dealers on the banks of the Ablayne – the ones who had been unfortunate enough to sell Lethe – Kaylin said, “She’s pretty damn formidable now.”
    “In a fashion. She was waiting for me, and she was not with Tain. She did have a greatsword, however, a fine piece of work. It predated the Empire,” he added. “But I do not believe it was a named weapon.”
    “Don’t believe? You mean you aren’t certain?” Kaylin felt her jaw drop. Luckily, it was attached to her face, or it would have bounced off the grass.
    “Not entirely certain, no. There was something of a glamour on it, and since it looked like a serviceable, if old-fashioned, sword, the glamour clearly wasn’t there to make it look
more
impressive. But making it look less impressive, holding some power in reserve – that’s Barrani all over.”
    She