He had turned back to the fire though, and was prodding it with the ironOn the far side of the room Rhun had closed his book and was now standing beside his table looking over at the two of themHe was dressed in black, of courseExactly like the King
"Did I ever tell you," said Brandin of Ygrath, very softly, "the legend my nurse used to tell me as a child about Finavir?"
Her mouth was dry againSomething in his tone, the way he was sitting, the discontinuity of his replyShe tried to think of something witty to add, but failed
"Finavir, or Finvair," he went on, not really waiting for her response, not looking over at her"When I grew older and looked in the books of such tales it was written either way, and hi one or two other fashions sometimesThat often happens with the stories that come from before the days when we wrote things down
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Brandin said, "In Ygrath the tale is sometimes told and sometimes believed that this world of ours, both here in the southern lands and north beyond the deserts and the rain forests, whatever lies there, is but one of many worlds the gods sent into TimeThe others are said to be far off, scattered among the stars, invisible to us
"There has been such a belief here as well," Dianora said quietly when he pausedIn the highlands they once had a teaching that was much the same, though the priests of the Triad burned people for saying as much It was true; there had been mass burnings for the Carlozzini heresy in the plague years, long ago
Brandin said, "We never burned or wheeled people for that thoughtThey were laughed at sometimes, but that is another thing
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"And after that?" she askedHis quiet words seemed to have become a part of the unfolding spell of this day
"After, no one knew, or would tell meNor did any of the parchments and books I read when I grew older He shifted in his seat, his beautiful hands resting on the carved arms of the chair"I never liked my nurse's legend of FinavirThere are other kinds of stories, some of them quite different and many of them I loved, but for some reason that one stayed with meIt seemed to make our lives here merely a prelude, inconsequential in themselves, of importance only for where they would lead us nextI have always needed to feel that what I am doing matters, here and now
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The simplest of questions
And Brandin said, "Because during the nights this past year and more I have had recurring dreams of being reborn far away from all of this, in Finavir He looked straight at her then for the first time since beginning the tale, and his grey eyes were calm and his voice was steady as he said: "And in all of those dreams you have been at my side and nothing has held us apart, and no one has come between
She had had no warningNone at all, though perhaps the clues had been there all along and she too blind to seeAnd suddenly she was blind now, helpless tears of shock and wonder overflowing in her eyes and a desperate, urgent hammering that she knew to be her heart
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I want time to stop, she was thinking, wiping vainly at her tears, trying to see him clearlyI want never to leave this room, I want to hear these words spoken over and over, endlessly, until I die
"I made a decision on my ride," he said"I was thinking about what Isolla had said and I was finally able to accept that she was rightSince I will not, since I cannot possibly change what I am committed to doing here, I must be prepared to pay all of the price myself, not through others in Ygrath
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