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brought him.
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Three letters. One from Hoon, one from his mother, and one from Egidius. Zinzi
must have been making a circuit, picking up payments at each stop.
He slid his fingers over the seal on his mother's letter.
Sidera always put a mage seal beneath the wax one. If anyone except the one
for whom it was intended tried to open the letter, the missive would destroy
itself. Sidera had a distinctive and powerful mage gift, which was why her
father had chosen her out of all the offspring his harem had given him to be
the principal inheritor of his estates. Women could not, under normal
circumstances, inherit properties, titles, and great estates in Waejontor, but
every rule was made to be broken with the right influence.
Malthus popped the letter open with the proper word of command.
Malthus, I'm so very happy to learn of your marriage. I can't wait to meet
her. From the description of your successes with your concubines, I expect
that I'll have a legitimate grandchild soon as well.
The special chambers have been readied at Carrion
Crevasse for your concubines, and I have sent talented people there to see
them through their laying in times. Also, the dungeons and laboratories are
finished to your specifications, stocked, and prepared. The first captives you
sent have been confined per your instructions. Your cousin
Tarentia has moved into quarters there to serve as your seneschal and primary
assistant as she did at the previous manor.
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Not a word of this place has escaped to either Hoon or the queen. I am
grateful concerning your warnings. I would never have dreamed that Lord Daemon
was Hoon, much less
Brandrahoon.
Your loving mother, Sidera Tyrins
Malthus smiled in satisfaction after finishing the letter. His mother never
let him down. But that was to be expected, considering that he was her only
child. Sidera had been Lord
Feodras' toxicologist and bio-alchemist, designing poisons and antidotes on
his behalf. Lord Feodras had made her his mistress against her will, got
Malthus on her, and forbidden her other lovers. With her sylvan blood, she was
still young enough for other children, but so far had not chosen to make any
since Feodras' death. Malthus wondered what it would feel like to have a
sibling from his mother. All of his paternal siblings were dead. Two of them
at his own hands. The only brother he had experienced any closeness to had
been
Troyes. But Isranon had killed Troyes over Merissa, and then gotten his
bastard child on her. The little bastard would have to die and his father
also.
He folded the letter, took it to the fireplace, and shoved it into the flames.
Once he had it burning well, Malthus returned to the desk and considered the
final two. The one from Lord
Hoon made him nervous, and he left it for last.
Malthus, When you are ready, Laetus has his units positioned to take the
village of Three Stones. That's one of the four we picked out for first
strikes. Give the word and we'll take it. As
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sent on to Carrion Crevasse to await your pleasures, the other ten percent of
your share will be held in the caves to meet your needs. Four from that last
steading we burned are still available for use, although I admit I'm getting
very hungry for a rite.
Egidius
Malthus carried that letter to the fire and burned it also.
A rite. Yes, a rite would be so nice. I haven't felt a mon die beneath me in
weeks
. Malthus' cock grew hard at the thought of slipping it into a dying body.
That made him think of
Merissa. He put Hoon's unread letter into a secret compartment at the bottom
of his quiver of arrows, and then headed for the bedroom to wake his wife.
A pleasant thought occurred to him and Malthus smiled in anticipation.
This time tomorrow, Kynyr Maguire will be dead.
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CHAPTER SEVEN
PLANS
The meeting room lay deep in the bowels of the renovated grain warehouse known
as the Green Sheaf. It had no windows. Wards against scrying had been drawn
upon all four walls, floor, the ceiling, and the door. A long table that could
easily seat forty or more occupied the far end, while sofas, low tables, and
chairs filled the area nearest the door.
Nine sa'necari held their seats along the sides of the great table, watching
their leader, Heironim Traxton sitting at their head. Heironim privately
called himself "Lord Traxton"
although he had no right to the name. The sa'necari, one of
Malthus' two right hand myn, had been born Heironim
Calderone, one of the last Lord Traxton's many bastards. He and Malthus
Tyrins who currently called himself Malthus
Estrobian rited Lord Traxton when they were mere boys in retaliation for his
refusal to legitimize Heironim. Traxton had died screaming with his bastard
offspring's cock up his ass and a knife in his ribs.
Nine green glass jars clustered to Traxton's right hand and a rolled map lay
to his left. Heironim tapped an impatient rhythm with his forefinger on a
folded note.
"I called you here, because Kynyr Maguire is in town.
Flavio sent word. He's looking into the death of Cullen
Blackwood."
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"We've been expecting that." Dorjan Calendri sat at
Heironim's right hand in the place of honor as senior among
Heironim's lieutenants. Average height and slight of build, his amaranthine
eyes were the deepest of those present, a sign that he had tasted the fruits
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