So much vibrancy in the world, so rich and fair and shining a morning to be alive
Twelve years ago, and moreShe had been twenty-one years old, and nursing her hatred and her secret like two of Morian's three snakes twining about her heart
She had been chosen for the saishan
The circumstances of her taking had made it very likely, and Brandin's celebrated grey eyes had widened appraisingly when she was led before him two days laterShe'd been wearing a silken, pale-colored gown, she remembered, chosen to set off her dark hair and the dark brown of her eyes
She had been certain she would be chosenShe'd felt neither triumph nor fear, even though she'd been pointing her life toward that moment for five full years, even though, in that instant of Brandin's choosing, walls and screens and corridors closed around her that would define the rest of her daysShe'd had her hatred and her secret, and guarding the two of them left no room for anything else
Or so she'd thought at twenty-one
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Even out of the wind it was cool here on the balconyThe Ember Days were upon them but the flowers were just beginning in the valleys inland and on the hill slopes, and the true onset of spring was some time off even this far northIt had been different at home, Dianora remembered; sometimes there would still be snow in the southern highlands when the springtime Ember Days had come and passed
Without looking backwards, Dianora raised a handIn a moment the castrate had brought her a steaming mug of Tregean khavTrade restrictions and tariffs, Brandin was fond of saying in private, had to be handled selectively or life could be too acutely marredKhav was one of the selected thingsOnly in the palace of courseOutside the walls they drank the inferior products of Corte or neutral SenzioOnce a group of Senzian khav merchants had come as part of a trade embassy to try to persuade him of improvements in the crop they grew and the cup it brewedNeutral, indeed, Brandin had said judiciously, tastingSo neutral, it hardly seems to be there
The merchants had withdrawn, http://www.enluxury.com/categorys_93_Coco-Chanel-Top-Handles-Bag_1.html" target="_blank consternated and pale, desperately seeking to divine the hidden meaning in the Ygrathen Tyrant's wordsSenzians spent much of their time doing that, Dianora had observed drily to Brandin afterwardShe'd always been able to amuse him, even in the days when she was too young and inexperienced to do it deliberately
Which thought reminded her of the young castrate attending her this morningScelto was in town collecting her gown for the reception that afternoon; her attendant was one of the newest castrates, sent out from Ygrath to serve the growing saishan in the colony
He was well trained alreadyVencel's methods might be harsh, but there was no denying that they workedShe decided not to tell the boy that the khav wasn't strong enough; he would very probably fall to pieces, which would be inconvenientShe'd mention it to Scelto and let him handle the matterThere was no need for Vencel to know: it was useful to have some of the castrates grateful to her as well as afraidThe fear came automatically: a function of who she was here in the saishanGratitude or affection she had to work at
Twelve years and more this spring, she thought http://www.ooluxury.com/category_3_Chloe_1.html" target="_blank again, leaning forward to look down through the screen at the bustling preparations in the square for the arrival of Isolla of Ygrath later that dayAt twenty-one she'd been at the peak, she supposed, of whatever beauty she'd been grantedShe'd had nothing of such grace at fifteen and sixteen she remembered, they hadn't even bothered to hide her from the Ygrathen soldiers at home
At nineteen she'd begun to be something else entirely, though by then she wasn't at home and Ygrath was no danger to the residents of Barbadian-ruled CertandoOr not normally, she amended, reminding herself, though this was not, by any means, a thing that really needed a reminder, that she was Dianora di Certando here in the saishanAnd across in the west wing as well, in Brandin's bed
She was thirty-three years old, and somehow with the years that had slipped away so absurdly fast she was one of the powers of this palaceWhich, of course, meant of the PalmIn the saishan only Solores di Corte could be said to vie with her for access to Brandin, and Solores was six years older than she was, one of the first year's harvest of the Tribute http://www.muluxury.com/category_4_Dolce-Gabbana_1.html" target="_blank Ships
Sometimes, even now, it was all a little too much, a little hard to believeThe younger castrates trembled if she even glanced slantwise at them; courtiers, whether from overseas in Ygrath or here in the four western provinces of the Palm, sought her counsel and support in their petitions to Brandin; musicians' wrote songs for her; poets declaimed and dedicated verses that spun into hyperbolic raptures about her beauty and her wisdomThe Ygrathens would liken her to the sisters of their god, the Chiarans to the fabled beauty of Onestra before she did the last Ring Dive for Grand Duke Cazal, though the poets always stopped that analogy well before the Dive itself and the tragedies that followed
After one such adjective-bestrewn effort of Doarde's she'd suggested to Brandin over a late, private supper that one of the measures of difference between men and women was that power made men attractive, but when a woman had power that merely made it attractive to praise her beauty
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