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d her from behind。 He was plain of face and a little thickset； but robust and fit； his costly riding leathers cut to enhance muscular legs。
〃My husband； the Lord Sicard MacArdry；〃 she said； by way of introduction。 〃And these are my children： Prince Ithel； Prince Llewell； and the Princess Sidana。〃
Brice's jaw dropped a little as the three approached； for in addition to being far younger than he had been led to expect； Caitrin's offspring were strikingly handsome。 He had no idea where they had gotten their aristocratic looks … neither Caitrin nor Sicard could have been described as more than pleasant looking； even in their youth … but it seemed the couple had thrown three of the eliest offspring Brice had ever seen。 The two boys； only slightly younger than King Kelson； pared very favorably with the king himself for poise； bearing； and fairness of feature； and the young princess …
Brice had to consciously remind himself that he was contentedly married； and such a lass not for the likes of him in any case。 Short but sapling…slender； with curling locks the color of chestnut burrs escaping from beneath her travel hood； Sidana seemed the embodiment of Brice's every feminine ideal； dark eyes holding the dreamy mystery of some creature from another realm： worldly yet innocent； wise but naive。 She inclined her head politely in his direction as she noticed his rapt interest； but she did not resort to the condescension so often shown by other girls of rank in similar circumstances。 Her kindness enabled him to shake off her spell without making too much of a spectacle of himself。
〃Ah； you find my daughter attractive； my lord baron？〃 he heard Sicard saying； the border lord's face creased with faint amusement as he extended his hand in greeting。
Brice looked the girl's father in the eyes and blurted out the truth。
〃I' faith； my lord； she is exquisite。 I had no idea。 She will bring great honor to the man fortunate enough to win her hand。〃
〃Aye； she will that；〃 Caitrin said a little impatiently； 〃though she is not for just any lord； as I am sure you can appreciate。〃 She took her elder son's arm and peered past Brice toward the doors。 〃But may we go inside now？ Our attendants will see to the horses and baggage。 It has been hours since our last warmth and refreshment。〃
A short time later； when an embarrassed Brice had shown the royal guests into the bishop's receiving room and the usual amenities had been exchanged； refreshment taken； royal and episcopal conspirators settled down to serious discussion。 Sidana had made her apologies and retired to rest with her ladies； but her two brothers sat expectantly to either side of their parents； keen to be included in the exchange of recent happenings。
〃I like not this news of the Duke of Cassan；〃 Caitrin said grimly； as Loris took a chair directly opposite her； with Creoda； Judhael； and Brice flanking him。 〃Cassan is to be Ithel's； when McLain is dead。 With McLain a bishop； it's conceivable he would try to leave it to the Church。〃
〃And Kierney as well；〃 Ithel said； from his mother's right。 Brice thought the boy's dark eyes made him look a little like a vulture in that instant。
Sipping delicately at a cup of mulled wine； Creoda shook his head。
〃Not to the Church； Highness。 To the Crown。 McLain is the king's man。 We did try to eliminate him； however。〃
Caitrin shrugged。 〃A poor try； I hear。 He was fit enough to attend Mass the next day。〃
〃The archfiend Morgan came to his aid；〃 Loris muttered。 〃He used his Deryni sorcery to heal him。〃
〃That was after the fact；〃 said Sicard； with a disparaging wave of his hand。 〃 'Tis said that McLain himself warded off the attack。 Did you send a child to do a man's work？〃
Anger flared briefly in Loris' face； but his response was temperate and controlled。
〃The boy was young； yes； but he had been trained in McLain's own household。 He knew what he was doing。 A man could not have gained access as readily。 McLain was wounded … 〃
〃But to no avail； it seems … 〃
〃My Lord Sicard； the drug on the blade should have rendered anyone with Deryni blood quite incapable of effective defense。〃 Loris explained patiently。 〃And for a priest； conditioned not to kill if it can be avoided； the added hesitation should have been fatal。〃
〃No matter now；〃 Caitrin murmured； toying with her goblet。 〃It wasn't fatal； so we shall have to eliminate McLain some other way。 Before that； however； there is the matter of my nephew。〃 She favored Judhael with a fond smile； which he returned。 〃How soon are you prepared to proceed with his consecration as bishop； my Lord Loris？〃
Loris inclined his head。 〃Tomorrow； if you wish。 Highness。 It is regrettable that Bishop Istelyn continues to resist the inevitable； but Bishop Creoda and several others will be honored to assist me in that happy task。〃
〃So you said in your letter；〃 Caitrin replied； glancing at her husband。 〃You said also that the Master of Transha is in your custody。 Would you care to explain that？〃
Blinking in surprise； Loris glanced from one to the other of them； husband and wife； then at Creoda； who shrugged。
〃I landed near Transha； Highness； as I am certain I informed you；〃 Loris said cautiously。 〃The boy led a patrol which tried to intercept me。 My Lord Brice took him hostage to insure our escape； and we kept him because Transha's support could be valuable in the future。 The boy's young； he might be won over。 If you don't agree； it isn't too late to kill him。〃
〃Kill him？〃 Sicard gasped； half…rising from his chair。
As Loris jerked back in surprise and Brice and Creoda poised to intervene； Caitrin caught at her husband's hand。
〃Peace； Sicard。 He obviously does not know。 Peace； my lords … please。〃
As all of them subsided； Caitrin returned her attention to Loris； at the same time gently stroking her husband's hand。
〃In all the intensity of your own escape； you obviously have forgotten my husband's clan。 Archbishop；〃 she said carefully。 〃The young Master of Transha is my husband's nephew。 My Lord Sicard has not spoken to his brother； the boy's father； for many years； but you must realize that blood is very important to border folk。 The fact that Sicard and Caulay had a falling out does not lessen my husband's affection for his only surviving blood nephew。〃
Loris smiled and relaxed； nodding his understanding。 〃Ah； then； we have no quarrel； dear lady； since young Dhugal is in good health and waits upon your pleasure。 Would you like to see him？〃
〃Immediately；〃 Sicard murmured。
〃But； of course … though I assure you； he is honorably detained。 He presently shares quarters with Bishop Istelyn； who has been seeing to the injuries he received when he was captured。 Nothing too serious； I assure you。 e。 I'll take you to him。〃
Dhugal MacArdry stretched carefully； then moved one of his archers on the gameboard set between himself and Istelyn； glancing up to see the bishop's reaction。 Istelyn raised an eyebrow and passed a ringed hand across his mouth and lower jaw as he studied the new tactical situation； deep in thought。
It was now more than a week since Dhugal's capture； and his injuries were healing with the swiftness often granted to the young and healthy。 His head still throbbed a little if he moved too quickly or tried to stay awake for too long at a stretch； but the constant ache of his ribs had eased to only an occasional twinge。 Nor did it hurt to breathe。 For the last day or two； he had even begun light exercise to start getting back into shape。
He flexed his sword hand and made a fist； heartened by the increased strength he felt； then stiffened and looked up as footsteps approached the outer door。 Istelyn pursed his lips in resignation but rose as the door opened； gesturing for Dhugal to rise as well。 Dhugal obeyed； for it would do no good to antagonize their captors。
〃You have visitors。 Lord Dhugal；〃 Loris said； moving through the doorway as the guard stepped back。 〃I assured them you've been treated with all the proper respect due your rank。〃
As Dhugal's eyes darted to the figures entering behind Loris； his heart sank。 The rather plain…looking older woman he did not know； but he could guess her identity from her pany。 Even had the man at her side not worn a shoulder plaid of MacArdry tartan； Dhugal would have recognized the unmistakable stamp of kindred blood。 It could only be his black…sheep uncle； Sicard MacArdry； and the woman； the Pretender Caitrin。
〃Kinsman；〃 Dhugal murmured neutrally； in case he was mistaken； inclining his head in a polite bow。
White teeth flashed in the man's heavy beard and mustaches as he chuckled delightedly。
〃So； my brother's son has grown to manhood； eh？ We hear you gave His Excellency's escort a hard time； lad。〃
Dhugal merely inclined his head again。 〃I but did my duty to my father； sir。 As his heir； I could do no other。〃
The woman raised an eyebrow and glanced over at her husband； apparently pleased with his answer。
〃The boy speaks well； Sicard； and seems to know how to guard his tongue。 Perhaps blood will show him his new duty as well。 Will you introduce my nephew？〃
Sicard gave her a little bow and called Dhugal closer with a gesture。 Dhugal approached slowly； all too aware why they had sought him out。
〃An' it please my Liege Lady；〃 Sicard murmured； 〃I beg leave to present my brother's son。 Lord Dhugal MacArdry： heir to the Earldom of Transha and tanist of Clan MacArdry。 Dhugal； Her Royal Highness The Princess Caitrin of Meara。 If you are wiser than your father； I hope you will acknowledge her as your future liege。 Transha was once part of Old Meara； and shall be again； if the fates are kind。〃
Dhugal's heart was chilled by the implication； but it was only what he had expected。 Putting on what he hoped was one of his most wide…eyed and naive expressions； he took the hand Caitrin extended and brushed the knuckles with his lips in polite salute。 He could feel Istelyn stiffen behind him in disapproval。
〃I am honored to make your acquaintance； Lady；〃 he said； turning earnest eyes shyly upon her。 〃Often while I was growing up； I mourned the fact that my father's quarrel with his brother had robbed me of uncle and aunt and cousins。 I hope you will not hold his quarrel against me。〃
〃A wise lad；〃 she replied； taking him by the shoulders to formally kiss him on either cheek。 〃We shall talk more of this after your cousin Judhael's consecration tomorrow； if you port yourself as the well…bred lad you appear to be。〃 She drew back to glance at Istelyn； who returned her gaze stonily； then nodded to Loris。
〃I wish Lord Dhugal to have an honored place at the ceremony tomorrow； my Lord Archbishop。 He is family。 I wish him treated as such。〃
Loris bowed。 〃If the Lord Dhugal will give his word not to interfere with the proceedings； I am certain that can be arranged。 Highness。〃
〃Well； Dhugal？〃 She glanced at him pointedly。 〃Can we trust you to conduct yourself befitting your blood？〃
Dropping to one knee； Dhugal bowed his head and murmured his wholehearted agreement。 If that were all the oath required； he could give it in clear conscience … for his blood and honor bound him to his king and brother above all。 And by gaining their trust； he might yet escape to warn Kelson。
〃Swear on the Cross； then；〃 Loris said； not unexpectedly； starting to extend his pectoral cross for Dhugal to kiss； 〃Nay； on second thought； you shall swear on Istelyn's cross； lest you harbor some scruple about the one I wear。 Istelyn； attend。〃
As Loris snapped his fingers toward Istelyn and held out his hand； Dhugal thought the bishop might refuse at first … Istelyn was looking thoroughly disapproving at what must surely appear to be a defection。 But Loris' mand left no room for disobedience。 Defiance would only mean the taking of the cross by force。 Unlooping the chain from around his neck； Istelyn averted his eyes and held out the sacred relic。 Loris glanced at the kneeling Dhugal and plicated the matter。
〃I think Bishop Istelyn should administer the oath as well；〃 he said softly； seizing Istelyn's wrist and bringing the hand and cross down to Dhugal's eye…level。 〃Place your hand on this holy symbol and swear the oath to Istelyn； young Dhugal。 And know that if you are forsworn； you will bum in hell for your sin！〃
Dhugal's jaw dropped in very real misgiving； but he knew he had already made