"Tanya Huff - Be It Ever So Humble" - читать интересную книгу автора (Huff Tanya)

"And I am perfectly comfortable," she sighed again a half hour later, plumping up the pillows on her
huge feather bed, "but I wouldn't mind some company." As if in answer to her request, the canvas flaps
hanging from the sides of the cart parted and Juan poked in his head. "I was thinking," she muttered to
whatever gods were listening, "of company a little older."

Juan blinked, shook his head, and gazed around curiously. "How'd you get all this stuff under here?"
he demanded.

"I told you," Magdelene poured herself a glass of chilled grape juice, "I'm the most powerful wizard
in the world." She dabbed at the spreading purple stain on the front of her tunic. "Can I fix your arm
now?"

He didn't answer, just crawled forward and found himself in a large room that held-besides the bed-a
wardrobe, an overstuffed armchair, and a huge book bound in red leather lying closed on a wooden
stand. "Where's the wagon?"

Magdelene pointed at the ceiling, impressed by his attitude. She'd had one or two supposed adults fall
gibbering to the carpet.

Juan looked up. Dark red runes had been scrawled across the rough boards of the ceiling. "What's that
writing on there?"

"The spell that allows this room to exist."

"Oh." He had little or no interest in spells. "Got any more juice?"

She handed him a full glass and watched him putter about, poking his nose into everything. Setting
his glass down on the book, he pulled open the wardrobe door.

"What's that?"

"It's a demon trapped in a mirror, what's it look like?" She'd hung the mirror on the door that
afternoon, figuring H'sak was safer there than in the wagon. "How long's he been in there?"

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"Twelve years."

"How long you gonna keep him in there?"

"Until I let him out." An answer that would have infuriated an adult, suited Juan fine. He took one
last admiring look at H'sak, finished his juice, and handed Magdelene the empty glass. "I better get
home."

"Juan." About to step through the canvas walls, he glanced back over his shoulder. "You still haven't
told me if I can fix your arm." His gaze slid over to the demon and then back to the wizard. He
shrugged. "Maybe later," he said, and left. Magdelene spent most of the next three days with Carlos. The