The duke emerged from his parlor, looking better, and joined Sandry and Baron Erdogun for lunch. Someday, Pasco told himself, he would make Vani pay for all his towel-flicking. Holding the weal left by the cloth, he glared at Vani as the older boy ambled into the house.
He flicked his drying-cloth at Pasco hard, lashing the younger boy’s cheek.
You have to harry.” She followed Haiday inside. “Besides, you’re Macarin’s and Zahra’s only son. “If you ever want a say in the family, you’ll go for har rier,” Haiday informed him as she dried her hands. They all looked at him as if to say, Don’t waste our time. “There’s plenty of Acalons and Qaises who aren’t har riers!” argued Pasco. “The sooner you face facts, the happier you’ll be,” Reha informed Pasco with all the wisdom of her sixteen years. He’ll say anything to get the fam ily to let him play tippy-feet with half-naked dancing girls,” jeered one of his older male cousins, Vani. “Dancing magic, Pasco, of all things! What’s next? Dancing a fortune into our pockets?” “When are you going to grow up?” she demanded. As his mother called off the movements of the combinations, he concentrated on that, at least until the midday bell rang.Īs the young people washed up before eating, Pasco’s cousin Haidaycie elbowed him. “Say, Mama, did you ever hear of magic dancing? Well, mages that dance, and the dancing is a spell.” Pasco shook his black hair out of his eyes and took the baton Reha held out to him. We’ll do the patterned strike-and-block combinations until time for midday.” She could only be cross with him for so long. “Was that meant to charm your way out of a drubbing?” she wanted to know. Straightening, he rose to the very top of his toes, stumbled forward as if he were out of control, then flipped in the air and came back to his feet, arms spread. Rising on tiptoe, he gave her his fools bow, the one that was much too deep. Tucking himself into a ball, he unfolded and struck feet first, skidding to a halt before he smacked into the columned gallery that ran around the edge of the court yard. She took it and in a heartbeat he went flying. “I know, Mama.” When she struggled to rise, he offered her a hand. “I could’ve fought the takedown, boy,” she said, her voice muffled by the bricks of the courtyard. Half-kneeling, he pressed one knee into his mother’s spine. Once she was facedown on the ground, he shoved the arm he had captured up behind her back. Twisting it, he dragged her down and across his body.
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He blocked her with his baton and grabbed her wrist with his free hand. This time Pasco was readyhe’d seen the muscles in Zahra’s legs, out lined by her breeches, shift. Stay open to all the things around you, be they smell, sound, or sight,” “The point of all this is to make sure you come home from your watch alive. “Perhaps not.” She swept their small group with her eyes. My body’s movement there would have warned you of my kick.”
Your main attention should have been on my chest. “But look at the weapon just long enough to tell its direction.
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