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ing number of Khans from the old days, from the beginning of the
Clans.
Checking her boots, she made her way through the makeshift
building as she had hundreds of times before. The hallways were
crowded with couriers, clerks, administrative staff, and a handful
of officers. She came to an intersection in the hall and scanned
around the hustle and bustle of the structure. McEvedy spotted
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Khan Karrige going over a report with a junior officer. Karrige
made eye contact with her, but did not offer even a bow. After all
these years, he is still bitter over that loss in battle. It was an inci-
dent that had taken place during the Pentagon Civil War, and while
McEvedy had managed to put it behind her, Karrige had taken it
personally.
She made her way into the officers’ dining hall. There were a
scattering of warriors from different clans, most of which only
gave her a passing glance. Few Wolverine warriors were present,
which was not uncommon. Her troops ate alone, as was tradi-
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tion. Khan McEvedy didn’t mind. Sitting with other warriors and
fraternizing often led to information being passed. If her warriors
wanted to eat alone, she was not going to discourage it. If they
want to think of us as arrogant, let them.
The ilKhan’s dining room was a small room off the officers’ hall.
It was small, unadorned, in fact, quite plain. The window gave
a view of the city. Nicholas stood at parade rest looking out the
window, ignoring her at first, staring out at the city. Master of all
he surveys… From behind, the height, the shape of his almost
bald head, his martial bearing; for just a moment Khan McEvedy
thought it was his blessed father, Aleksandr. As Nicholas turned,
the Wolverine Khan saw the few subtle differences in the face.
There was more. She had known Aleksandr Kerensky, and had a
cherished holoimage of her being presented a commendation by
him. There was a warmth to his expression. With his son, there
was none of that warmth.
He gestured to the table where the food was waiting on warming
plates. “It is good to see you Khan McEvedy. I am pleased that you
could join me.”
Sarah waited until Nicholas sat. She had once seen someone
before sit down before the ilKhan had and get dressed down for
his actions, to the point of a Circle of Equals. There were quirks in
Nicholas’s personality, things that people didn’t expect. Those that
worked close to him learned to work around them. They avoided
deliberately setting him off. Sarah only deliberately set him off
when it was important, where the risk was worth it.