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    She had let go of everything else; hope of a retrieval, hope of an apology, hope of seeing her sisters or her son again. It would be enough to know. She did not have to do anything with the knowledge. Ulis would understand. Surely he would.
    "To the best of your knowledge, Othala— is the Archduke Maia alive and safe?”
    Thara Celehar stared at her for a very long moment, his grip on her trembling fingers very firm. Then he said;
    “Sister— he is.”
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    In a Thu-Tetar nunnery, the Dach'othalo asks a Sister of Ulis: Did you enter this place as Chenelo Drazharan?

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    He had been part of his father’s government since he was sixteen. He had seen more relegations than he had seen Winternight Balls. He just had not realised that his siblings did not understand it.
    “But he wouldn’t,” said Ciris numbly. “Not— not us.”
    “Yes, he would,” Nemolis said. “Ciris. He would.”

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    "You would have done better to choose a daughter of a more traditional house," Osmerrem Pashavaran said. 'The Ceredada girls have just as many ridiculous notions as your sister."

    (the daughters of the Marquess Ceredel certainly do have notions)

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  4. Rec 81

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    “Dear Maia,” said Csethiro, amused. “Lack of presumption, thy name is Edrehasivar. Well, we are sorry for the faux pas. Have no fear, we are used to keeping quiet on the matter.” She frowned. “Gosh. For a woman who was so worried you disliked us, we are certainly giving you plenty of reasons, in our attempts to diffuse the situation. Damnation.” She sat back, then said, “Ooh, Goëlar,” and sat forwards again. “You have the set! And well-read, we dare say, how impressive…”
    The woman's mind was like a scanning bird of prey, Csevet thought exhaustedly as she tottered out of the chair to look at his bookshelf. Pinned one topic and only let it go when it was in its death throes, then leapt instantly off to murder another.

    (csevet and csethiro have three main things in common: pakh'palar, popular literature, and purpose. not necessarily in that order.)

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    "No doubt thou didst melt the seal open on the steam vents to read the business of thy betters, planned how thou wouldst ingratiate thyself with the Archduke— oh yes, we know thy tricks…”
    Not the steam vents, thinks Csevet. It would wet the paper. The hot pipes, yes— but not the vents. He would only use a steam vent if he wanted to bleed the ink onto the external sheet and claim inclement weather, and that almost never can be gotten away with inside the court.
    Captain Orthema is saying Lord Chavar, leave Mer Aisava, but Csevet knows Chavar will not move for love or money now, not until he has said his piece.
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    Two attempts on the throne; and Csevet Aisava, in the shadows.

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