This, Lord Evarrim did notice.
I hope the Festival season is uneventful, Lord Evarrim continued after a minute pause. And I hope it finds you in good health.
And you, Lord Evarrim.
You are, I believe, new to the ranks of the Hawks, the Barrani Lord said. He looked bored, but his eyes were a clear greena dark green that held hints of blue.
Severn nodded.
But the private is not. Private Neya. Blue now, definitely blue. What the Barrani could keep from their faces, they couldnt keep from their eyes; like Dragons, like Aerians, like Leontines, the color of their eyes told a story. In this case, it was a chilly one.
Lord Evarrim, she said, striving to match Severns tone.
I believe you keep company with a member of the High Court.
I keep the company of Hawks, Kaylin said carefully. Not that its any of your business.
Good. See that you continue to do so. Blue was not Kaylins favorite color. He lifted a hand and Severn took a step forward. Four Barrani guards did likewise; the street, where they were standing, became a lot more crowded.
I wouldnt, if I were you, Kaylin said softly.
Severn stepped on her foot.
Lord Evarrims smile did not reach his eyes, but his eyes darkened. The mark is no protection here, little one. Remember that. No Barrani Lord is required to heed the mark of an outcaste.
And no outcaste, Severn replied before she could speak, is required to heed the law of the Dragon Emperor.
There was a silence; it followed and engulfed the Hawks words.
We will speak later, Lord Evarrim said at last. After the Festival. He turned and walked away, and red swirled around his feet like blood.
They picked up the pace. What was that about? Severn asked her when he was certain the Barrani Lord had passed beyond hearing.
Kaylin, less certain, took her time answering. I think it was a threat.
Got that, Severn said. Why?
She shrugged. Any answer that made sense wasnt one she liked. She wondered what Teela was doing. It was better than wondering what was being done to her. But at least she no longer felt tired.
The guards at the front doors were Swords. She recognized them, but she didnt stop to talk; they were slightly officious men and she was clearly underdressed.
She passed beneath the vaulted ceilings of the Aerie; it was almost empty. One lone Aerian flew across the cavernous space, his gray wings unfolding beneath colored glass. Severn tapped her shoulder gently, and she remembered that she was late.
She made it to the doors, and through them, at her usual speeda dead run, with a small pause between two Hawks that she did know. They were almost smirking.
Tanner, she said to the taller of the two, both humans, how much trouble am I in?
He laughed. It depends.
On what?
On how much Iron Jaw fancies entertaining an Imperial mage. For an hour. She cringed.
Iron Jaw, as Marcus was affectionately calleddepending on your definition of affectionatewas indeed speaking with a man who wore the robes of the Imperial Magi. They were gray with blue edges, a hood, and an unseemly amount of gold embroidery that faded under dim light.
The fact that the mage wasnt shouting was a hopeful sign; the fact that Marcus wasnt puffed out like an angry cat was better. His arms were folded in front of his chest, and hed chosen to abandon his chair, but that might have been because the paperwork would have hidden him otherwise.
She could hope.
Severn peeled off just before she reached the office, and she didnt have time to either thank or curse him, which was just as well. She had enough time to try to straighten her tunic as the office staff turned to look at her. Well, most of the office staff. Some of them were too busy to notice anything that didnt involve a lot of screaming, fire, or blood.
Marcus was, of course, aware of her; hed probably been aware of her presence before shed laid eyes on him. Leontines had good hearing and an exceptional sense of smell. But he was being Polite Leontine today.
Which was scary.
She made her way to his desk, and stood there, to one side of the back of an Imperial mage.
Private, Marcus said in a rolling growl. Okay, so it wasnt all good.
Sergeant Kassan, she replied. She didnt snap a salute, but she did straighten up. It added an inch or two to her unimpressive height.
Good of you to join us. In your absence, Ive been explaining some of your unfortunate nocturnal habits to our guest.
The emphasis on the last word was like a warning, but with fangs and fur.
The Imperial mage turned; he was slightly bent, as if age was a burden, and his hair was a fringe of pale white. But his eyeshis eyes were a golden hue, and his smile was a quirk of lips over pale teeth.
She recognized the man. Youbut youre ayou arent ayou
Kaylin is not usually lauded for her ability to give impromptu speeches, Marcus said dryly. I believe youve met Lord Sanabalis?
They were sequestered in the West Room. Marcus led them there, opened the door, and held it while Sanabalis walked past him. Kaylin hesitated for just a moment, and then she made her way toward the rooms round table.
Do not annoy this man, Marcus said in her ear.
She nodded automatically. Of course, had he told her to stand on her head with her fingers in her ears in that same tone of voice, she would have nodded, as well.
But in this case, the desire to cause annoyance was vanishingly small; Sanabalis was a member of the Dragon Court. Shed seen him only once, and once had been enough.
He waited for her to take a seat.
She waited for him to do likewise.
After a moment, the older manif that was even the right wordshook his head; his eyes were still gold, which was a good sign. In Dragons.
Please, he said, sit.
She obeyed, and almost missed the chair.
He chose, tactfully, not to notice this error, and once shed managed to stay seated, he took a seat. The table between them felt brittle and thin, although a man with an ax would have had some difficulty splitting it. A large man with a large ax; the table in the West Room had been built to last.
Yes, he said before she could think of something to say, I am a member of the Imperial Order of Mages. I am, as you are also aware, a member of the Dragon Court, and I confess I am seldom called away from that court. His smile was genial, even avuncular. She didnt trust it.
But she wanted to.
He reached into the folds of his robes; you could have hidden whole bodies in it. And bodies might have been preferable to paper, which was what he pulled out. It hit the table with an authoritative thud.
You will, of course, be familiar with much of what these documents contain. These, he added, lifting a half inchs worth, are your academic transcripts. With annotations.
Youre not supposed to have thoseeven I dont have access to
As a man who is considering accepting you as a pupil, I have, of course, obtained permission to access these.
Oh. She hesitated and then added, What do they say? You tell me.
Oh. She hesitated and then added, What do they say? You tell me.
This wasnt going the way the previous lessons had. So far, hed failed to make mention of her unfortunate beginnings. Which meant hed also failed to offend her.
Im waiting, Kaylin.
Probably that Im not very good at classroom work. Academic work, I think they call it.
He raised a brow. That was a very short sentence for this much writing.
Theyre clever, they can say the same thing over and over without using the same word twice.
At that, he did smile.
Oh, what the hell. Im not fond of authority. Good.
Im not fond of sitting still. True, as well. I get bored easily.
I believe the phrase was dangerous levels of boredom. Im not great with numbers.
You manage an argument over your pay chit at least once a month.
Oh, well, moneys different. She frowned. They said that?
No. That was private investigation on my part. Im a bit brusque. Actively rude. Im blunt.
'Arrogant and misinformed. Im a bit on the, um, assertive side. I think the previous statement covered that, as well. He put the papers down. The rest? Variations?
Not precisely. He leaned forward on elbows he placed, with care, to either side of the documents in question. You are, according to the teachers who failed you, frustratingly bright. One even used the word precocious. But you have no focus, no ability to pay attention to anything that doesnt suit you. Would you say thats fair?
No.
What would you say, Kaylin?
I want to be out there. I want to be on the beat. I want to be doing something. I didnt sign up with the Hawks to sit still while other people risk their lives
He lifted a hand. I believe that this was also covered. And quoted. At length. Dont feel a need to revisit it on my behalf. You did manage to learn to read. And to write. In two languages.
I had to, she said woodenly. The Hawklord He raised a white brow.
Lord Grammayre, she said, correcting herself, said I was out if I couldnt manage that. Because the Laws are written in BarraniHigh Barraniand if I didnt know them, I couldnt enforce them.
Represent them were the words he used, I believe. You learned to use weapons.
She nodded.
And you were skilled at unarmed combat.
She nodded again. Those were useful.
History does have its uses.
To dead people, she said sullenly.
Living people define themselves by their dead.
She said nothing.
You almost passed comparative religion. You paid very little attention to Racial classes. More nothing.
Very well. Your teachersHawks, allwere of a mind to allow you to stretch your wings on the streets. I believe they thought it would knock sense into you.
You didnt come here to discuss my academic record.
Actually, Kaylin, I did. I assure you I seldom discuss things that are not of interest to me. That would be called politics, he added. And I see that you
Failed that, yes.
Why?
Because Im not going anywhere political. If youve read the records you know Im a fiefling. I grew up there. I lived there. I probably broke a hundred laws without knowing I was doing anything illegal. She had folded her arms across her chest, and she now tightened them. I was born to the streets. I know them.
The streets of Elantra are not the streets of Nightshade. Im certain your other teachers were willing to accept this rant at face value. Do better with me, Kaylin. Im old enough to value my time.
She stood up and started to pace.
Dont cling to your ignorance.
Im not.
Dont hide behind it, either.
Im not hiding. Yes, the rest of Elantra is different. But people with power are the same everywherehere they just have to be more clever about breaking the law. Im not good with people who are above the law.
Or beneath it?
No, I understand them.
Youve been willing to learn many things, he continued, failing to notice that shed left her seat. You spent four weekswithout payat the midwives guild.
She stopped moving.
I told you, I do my homework. You also, I believe, spend time at the foundling halls
Leave the foundling halls out of this.
teaching the orphans. To read. To write. You could barely stand to do this yourself, and I cannot think that this is an overt display of aggression. How, then, do you explain it?
I dont.
He nodded, as if the answer wasnt surprising. Very well. Let us change the course of this discussion somewhat. Lets not.
He raised a brow over golden eyes. So far, shed failed to annoy him; there wasnt even a hint of orange in them.
I am aware that teaching or learning are not the only things you do, at either the midwives guild or the foundling halls. He raised a hand. I am advisor to the Emperor, Kaylin. I am aware of the power you do possess. Sadly, so are the rest of the Hawks. Secrecy is not a skill youve learned.
Emergencies dont lend themselves to secrecy.
True. Power does. Do you understand that you have power?
She hesitated; the ground beneath her feet was shifting, and in ways that she didnt like. She thought better of her need to leave the confinement of the damn chair, and sat again, hard.
Yes, he said softly, the tone of his voice changing. I know what you bear on your arms and legs. Ive seen the records. Ive even examined them. I know that youve healed the dying, on many occasions. But I also know
She held up a hand, palm out, and turned away.
He was a Dragon, through and through. I also know that youve used that power to kill. To kill quickly, yes, but also to kill slowly and painfully. I understand that the Imperial Order of Mages can at times be insular. I understand that their insularity feels like condescension. I will not even argue that it is anything else, in your case.
But you are playing games with something that you dont understand.
You dont understand it either.
No, he said without pause. And it is because it is not understood that it is feared. Youve treated this as a game, Kaylin Neya. The time for games has passed. His eyes were still gold, but his lower lids rose, lending opacity to the clarity of color.
The Dragon Emperor is well aware of what you faced in the fief of Nightshade. We do not name the outcaste, and because we do not, I do not believe it has occurred to the Emperoror his Courtthat you can.
She frowned.
Names have power, Kaylin. I know.
Good. It is not to light candles that I have comeand yes, I am aware of what you did with the last onealthough candles are a focal exercise that even the most junior of mages must master.