By L. E. Modesitt Jr.
The hard-won battles fought in Imager's Battalion have earned Quaeryt a advertising to commander, in addition to an project to convince the Pharsi excessive Council within the state of Khel to undergo Lord Bhayar's rule, that is key to Bhayar's ambition to unite all of Solidar. Joined by means of his pregnant spouse Vaelora, who's additionally Bhayar's sister, Quaeryt leads a military and a handful of imagers deeper into the antagonistic lands as soon as held by way of the tyrannical Rex Kharst, dealing with stiff-necked excessive Holders, assaults by way of land and sea—including airborne hearth introduced by means of adversarial imagers from the land of Antiago—and a mysterious order of robust ladies who appear to realize the nice future that awaits Quareyt and Vaelora, in addition to the price of reaching it.
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Christmas was a day of muggy heat and seas that heaved without a ripple. Always in my past that day had come with winter weather and had been spent indoors. Here we all lay in our deck chairs, spent and indolent, shading ourselves from the white glare of the sky and the dazzle of the sea. To celebrate the day there was an elaborate Christmas dinner and a concert. The heavy food, the wines, the rather wailing music, and the menacing needs of the morrow sent me state. I felt lost and far away, my too strong to grapple with the problems before me.
We passed through the door. The room was bright, its hangings were of buff upon which the sun streamed through its two wide-open windows. I saw a yellow table, a vase of great red roses, and behind it a man rising to greet us. Lord Mora! Of course, I knew I was going to meet him, I had not realized how instantly he would seem one of the great men of the world. He was more than handsome tall, rather spare man of fifty-five, active and graceful. His iron-gray hair was closely cut, showing the structure of a most beautiful head, proud, intelligent, and gallant.
For a few moments it was impossible not to feel that one was in the heart of desolate mountains. High above, shutting out the sun, rose the rusty talus slopes of the cliffs; the air was cool; the train swayed and creaked and screamed on sharp curves; and there was not a sign of a human being except ourselves. Presently the gorge narrowed and became wild and almost sinister. Then abruptly on either side the cliffs, like a portal, fell back, and we were in a valley shaped like a broadbottomed U. Its slowly rising sides were everywhere terraced, with trees, grass, gardens, dark soil, sharply-climbing earthy roads, and here and there low, brown stone houses.