Velda apparently decided to take revenge herself, because, as Liiran did not expect or fear, he was never called to the kindest and wisest woman for a well-deserved scolding.Ladai successfully passed his exam, and there was no need to think about it anymore. What could not but rejoice. Redhead misunderstanding and without revenge continued to cause trouble. She was almost bitten by dogs when she tried to enter someone's yard to smell the flowers, and the girl then went bankrupt for a long time that she would order to burn these huts and drive out all the dogs.Then she wanted to see the fish market. From there, she jumped out holding her nose and promising terrible punishments to the sellers, for which someone poured water over her with fish giblets and husks. Who doused it remains unclear. They splashed through the fence, behind which the pourer was not visible. And the sellers and fishermen did not see anyone and did not know anything. They did not like the insults of the red upsta
The night was good. A bright black sky with a scattering of stars, like a silk scarf with sparks that my father brought to my mother from the mainland. The moon, like a thin sickle-boat, floated among the stars. The night flowers smelled stupefyingly—large white and blue bells suspended from thin stalks that sagged under their weight. As these flowers are called, Dorana could not remember, although her mother said.The grass rustled in the wind. The insects chirped, chirped and chirped. White moths hung in clusters from the branches of a blooming crowberry. This tree has flowers, of course, inconspicuous, greenish and small, but they smell in such a way that people want to try them. Especially at night.And among this splendor she crept - Dorana. Stumbling over fragments of branches hiding in the grass, which have been promised to my mother for years by my father and brothers. Feeling awkward and redundant.It also seemed to her that no one was waiting for her in the garden, that she
Dorana failed to return quietly and imperceptibly. However, the guys did not succeed either, and it was worse for them. The girl even sincerely thanked Hiyat that he did not go into details when he invited her to visit the ghosts. Because they didn't ask her. More precisely, he didn’t ask - an irritated uncle, some kind of assistant to Darine Atana in the sixth dozen. He found out that the girl was simply invited, and she agreed to go, without specifying the details of where and why. He called Dorana a fool and switched to the guys. He questioned them for a long time and about everything. Starting with who told them about the necessary woman, and ending with why they went to the ghosts without telling anyone about it?The boys took turns answering. Calmly answered, wordy and confused.Khiyat claimed that he dreamed of a huge snake and warned that it was impossible to go to the ruins of the temple without a woman. Dorana's assistant nodded, looked at the purple stone hanging on a strin
For some reason, the white snake Hiyatu was not happy. And, not too happy. The statement of the guardian that the defense of the city has weakened, and everyone who is not lazy go there, she ignored. Attempts to jump on the snake body and yell could not be ignored, so she hissed that it was too early and threw Hiyata out of her world. The only thing left for the guy was to sit on the floor and blink in surprise.I had to return to the house of the guardian, to listen to her grumbling about the unrestrained and ungrateful boys who do not value their own health. But she fed Del these boys delicious homemade food, and all her punishment was washing dishes. Khiyat did not even immediately understand that the same assistant to Darine Atana demanded punishment.The night passed surprisingly calmly, part of the morning too, and then a small messenger bird appeared with the news that a red-haired candidate for guardianship was waiting for Ladai and Khiyat. Not only waiting for them, of course
Dorana finally slept. For the first time since the storage candidates arrived in the city. The messenger birds did not fly. Mom, who opened the door to the messenger, did not wake up. Even Velda did not demand yesterday that they gather in the morning near the guest house to listen to another speech about how she will become a great guardian and remake everything in the city.Fine.The girl stretched, got out from under the covers and looked around. The room was bright, too bright, so that the day had long since arrived. And Dorana slept off, probably for six months, no less. She didn't want to go anywhere or do anything. I didn’t even want to eat, drink and put myself in order. Unfortunately, sleep too.Dorana looked behind the curtain, making sure that the day outside the window was in full swing. She walked across the room and stopped at the bookshelf.- Why not? she asked herself and pulled out a book with a green cover.The girl didn't have any questions. So she decided to just r
Dorana woke up from the fact that someone knocked on her window.The girl lay down a little, hoping that it seemed or that the sound was a dream. But the knock was repeated. Persistent such knock, rhythmic.Dorana sat down and listened.There was another knock on the window.“All right,” said the girl. - Persuaded, I get up.She armed herself with a slipper, made sure that the amulet ring was in place and went to kill the crazy one who knocks on other people's windows at night.The moon shone outside the window. It was big and yellow, like a head of cheese. And against its background, a human head and a hand raised for the next knock were blackened like a stencil.— Eek! Dorana said in surprise.She still hoped it was a tree knocking on the window. Branch. True, the girl did not remember any trees growing close to the window, but you never know, suddenly they are there, and the fact that they are not there was just a dream. There are dreams that seem more real than real reality itself
I wonder what he can be thanked for in such a situation? For doing a favor and surviving?- Why? - Khiyat asked in a strange way. Because I have to.- Must? The girl couldn't believe her ears. What and to whom do you owe? After all, you are not the one who keeps!Khiyat hatched on her like a talking dog.- Not keeping? Dorana asked, slowly realizing that no one but those who keep guards can do anything with the defense of the city. Even their relatives can't without special permission. And all sorts of strangers… — Khiyat?- It happened. Let's go from here.That's the whole answer. A real man.“But you will explain everything to me when we leave!” Doran set the condition.“Good,” Khiyat did not resist.The hardest part was getting Hiyat out of the bush. At first, the girl tried to lead him, then she spat, grabbed her armpits and dragged him, not listening to his comments. Then things got easier. The guy knew exactly where he needed to go, said where to turn and promised that at the en
Khiyat was lying on the floor. Eyes closed, arms outstretched, bliss on face.Liiran and Dorana sat in chairs. They sat with their feet without even taking off their shoes. Instinct kicked in as the floor lit up and strange patterns crawled across it. Neither he nor she wanted to accidentally step on something like that. You never know how it will react. This is Hiyata, it heals, but it can do with them exactly the opposite.They were frankly afraid to talk, it seemed that they would violate some kind of sacrament, or attract some kind of dirty trick with a loud sound. And what is there to talk about? It is better to wait until Khiyat gets up and finally tells what kind of nonsense is going on in the city, and why the candidates for the guardians have come to the fore. With these candidates, nothing is clear at all. Liiran, for example, studied well enough to know that any more or less close blood relative of a carnivore feels the presence of someone who has a similar gift nearby. Eve