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broadest policy came from the King's court in Rillanon. And it was Arutha, as often as not, who had been the one to deal with Kesh's Ambassadors, for the majority of potential conflict between Kesh and the Kingdom were along the Western Realm's southern border. Arutha looked at his wife, and then the Ambassador. "We regret that the press of official duty prevents us from undertaking so long a journey. Your Excellency." The Ambassador's expression didn't change, but a slight hardening around the eyes indicated the Keshian considered the rejection close to an insult. "That is re- grettable, Highness. My mistress did so consider your presence vital—should I say a gesture of friendship and goodwill." The odd comment was not lost upon Arutha. He nod- ded. "Still, we would consider ourselves remiss in our friendship and goodwill to our neighbors in the south if we did not send one who could represent the Royal House of Isles." The Ambassador's eyes at once fixed upon the twins. "Prince Borric, Heir Presumptive to the Throne of Isles, shall be our representative at the of scrutiny, found himself standing more erect, and felt an unexpected need to tug at his tunic. "And his brother, Prince Eriand, will accompany him." Borric and Eriand exchanged startled glances. "Kesh!" Eriand whispered, astonishment barely con- tained. The Keshian Ambassador inclined his head toward the Princes a moment in appreciation. "A fitting ges- ture of respect and friendship, Highness. My mistress will be pleased." Prince of the Blood Arutha's gaze swept the room, and for an instant fixed upon a man at the rear of the room, then continued on. As the Keshian Ambassador withdrew, Arutha rose from his throne and said, "We have much business be- fore us this day; court will resume tommorow at the tenth hour of the watch." He offered his hand to his wife, who took it as she stood. Escorting the Princess from the dais, he whispered to Borric, "You and your brother: in my chambers in five minutes." All four royal |
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