“Carl Vallor, Barthiota’s handbrake.” A distant relative of the late Duchess Narina, Your Highness,” he answered with dignity and, turning around, beckoned to the twin. We are very grateful for the invitation. Let me introduce my brother Christian and my adopted daughter, who had the honor of visiting the castle for the first time. – Is that how? – Visibly relaxed, Falinor smiled restrainedly. - Well, Ali-Nari tried to call everyone ... - Looking at Leah, she frowned again: - Glad to welcome you. I hope you will remember the coming celebration for a long time, child. I see that Tara's blood is capable of working miracles outside of the Leader. What is your name? Confused, the sister forgot to bow. Realizing that she was expected to answer, she looked helplessly at Carl. “The blood of Thar is difficult to stifle, even in several generations,” he answered casually, and putting his arm around her patronizingly pushed her back slightly. “I'm afraid I have to ask you for help, Your

Ali-Nari hurried as best she could. They either turned into some dark corridors, then went up and down the stairs. At times it became light all around - sunlight was already beating through the windows - and sometimes twilight fell again. There were more and more people, the castle was awakening. Servants scurried back and forth, doors slammed ... Twice the princess slowed down her step to exchange a few words with some people, and each time Leah shuddered and turned cold, trying to lower her head as low as possible and not think about anything except the tray. “Focus on one thought and one emotion, let the world around you drown in darkness and silence,” Carl repeated over and over until he was sure she remembered. The brother was afraid of the Order, although he carried himself confidently, as if he knew everything in the world. But Leah saw... She knew him too well not to notice the anxiety in his eyes. - Your Highness! A low shout came from behind. - Where are you in such a hu

“In the name of the ancient law, which is the guarantee of peace and prosperity,” she said loudly, reading from the sheets of memory what her brother had ordered the day before, “I accept the burden transferred to me with humility and honor. I swear to protect and protect my land, increase its wealth and eradicate lawlessness. She paused for a moment, and then, obeying an inner impulse, added: “I swear to follow the wisdom of Tara, the example of my father and the voice of conscience. From now until the end of my days! Rising, Lyramel turned and sat on the throne, for she was no longer able to stand. A slight shiver passed through her body, and a chill seemed to blow into her face. From now on, I am Liramel, daughter of Lirdan, she thought to herself, and let out a breath as she felt an invisible weight fall on her shoulders.Her brothers climbed the wide marble steps of the throne pedestal, shoulder to shoulder, the same and so different. Christian looked a little bewildered, and C

About three hours later, a monotonous rumble already reigned over the hall. The people, relaxed by the wine, talked and laughed at ease. Liramel nevertheless decided to say a few kind words to Ali-Nari and her aunt, who seemed to be really pleased with what was happening. Suppressing her shyness, she asked a couple of general questions to Lord Yakir, for which she received an approving smile from Karl.“You can leave if you're tired,” Paraman said softly without turning his head, noticing that she almost yawned.“Right,” Carl replied immediately. “And the Duke will see you off.” There's a council tonight, and I don't think you two should be there.- Why? Liramel asked mechanically, while Paraman himself nodded approvingly.“This is not a peaceful meal with relatives…” the brother replied evasively, and then, as if by force, he added: “And I really need that those who did not share our joy today do not have support in the form of their protege.“Good,” she agreed, a little surprised by

“Not so long ago, you gave advice to take care of your own safety, son of Kyle,” she answered carefully, choosing her words in the same tone, feeling that she was walking on the blade, but no longer able to stop. “I accept it, as well as your help. My safety as the Head of the Family should be a priority for any of the sons of the Leading line, because the law says so, isn't it? Without waiting for his answer, Liramel smiled and, weaving a little gentleness into her voice, added: “And rest assured, there will be no case for gratitude. Chuckling, Paraman feinted to the side. “I don't need gratitude, daughter of Lirdan, and I didn't offer help. Women in the Kingdom do not require military science: the Academies are open only to men. As the Head of the Family, you already have the highest rank, and a dagger will be enough to open a letter. Having had time to react, despite being distracted by the conversation, Liramel easily repulsed him and repeated the movements she had learned befo