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<strong>Eye</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> <strong>Ocean</strong> – <strong>Book</strong> 3: Ji’Jin <strong>Station</strong><br />
matched <strong>the</strong> pearls around her neck. Spann tops swung from <strong>the</strong> girdle ties,<br />
sounding like ti'Linn tics when <strong>the</strong>y knocked toge<strong>the</strong>r. The guard that escorted<br />
<strong>the</strong> pair to <strong>the</strong> table tic'd in response.<br />
Instead <strong>of</strong> sitting, Ritsiniti motioned to <strong>the</strong> remainder <strong>of</strong> his party. “The Lady<br />
Kori <strong>of</strong> our House,” he said and without pausing for <strong>the</strong> whispers to die down,<br />
“Asam e'Bolda, Master Weaver <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Imperial House.” To those here, <strong>the</strong>y were<br />
creatures <strong>of</strong> legend and myth. And lies - only <strong>the</strong> demonstration <strong>of</strong> Ca’mit’s own<br />
belief made <strong>the</strong>m believable.<br />
“I feel quite overshadowed,” he said as he settled back onto <strong>the</strong> cushion.<br />
Instead <strong>of</strong> kneeling, Lanasi squatted instead, one arm leaning heavily on his<br />
shoulder; she was <strong>the</strong> only one who chuckled at his joke.<br />
“The Camerat?” he whispered to Lanasi in Poultat. He had expected Kalduka<br />
d'Nivkh. She didn't answer for a moment, <strong>the</strong>n whispered in <strong>the</strong> same language,<br />
“Shall I open a Net link?”<br />
Ca'mit shook his head and she sent an aide instead. Sitting back on his heels,<br />
he made a motion to his San to perform <strong>the</strong> acknowledgments <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs<br />
attending here, <strong>the</strong>n succumbing to a whim, added a sign requesting indulgence,<br />
forming it as an inferior would to his superior.<br />
Lanasi moved against him. The same blue as on <strong>the</strong> backs <strong>of</strong> her hands was<br />
around her eyes in a thick band and continued into <strong>the</strong> frost pattern on each<br />
cheek. A talc and butter smell for all it was ground up beetle cases. “If you're<br />
going to be difficult, you might reconsider and make this a private Audience.”<br />
“He could be reciting recipes and no one would notice.”<br />
Lanasi glanced at Ritsiniti - did she think he would notice - but all she said in<br />
return was, “I would.”<br />
He s<strong>of</strong>tened his voice although he wasn't <strong>the</strong> only one talking, although<br />
perhaps <strong>the</strong> only one being obvious about it. Waving fans and sheltering hands,<br />
heads toge<strong>the</strong>r behind convenient backs, all opportunities were taken advantage<br />
<strong>of</strong>, <strong>the</strong> size <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Chamber and <strong>the</strong> large number <strong>of</strong> people helping. “Am I being<br />
a trial?”<br />
“You are, haven't I've always said so?” She had.<br />
Uspani raised his staff as <strong>the</strong> whispering continued unabated. Small taps on<br />
<strong>the</strong> flagstone floor were lost in <strong>the</strong> noise. More taps, taken up now by <strong>the</strong> guard<br />
with <strong>the</strong> sound <strong>of</strong> hard claws against stone. Knowledge <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> action's significance<br />
spread in a wave <strong>of</strong> concentrated whispering, leaving relative silence in its wake.<br />
Clearing his throat, Uspani looked around slowly, <strong>the</strong> staff poised.<br />
“Lady Priest Finola...,” Uspani began in a ringing voice.<br />
The ranking Alisim Priest had half her staff attending her, arranged in rows<br />
back <strong>of</strong> where she sat, only her tass'alt and San kneeling beside her. Uspani<br />
worked his way through all <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m, full names and ranking, social and Temple.<br />
Then started with <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs, <strong>the</strong> few o<strong>the</strong>r Priests and <strong>the</strong>ir staff, <strong>the</strong>n with <strong>the</strong><br />
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