"After he's finished his main courses and got a few cups of wine in him. Our boy'll be delayed for a while, you know. We've plenty of time to let Orieano fill the Duke in before Bel Menstal arrives."
Klion Meinora turned his attention to the trencher before him for a moment, then looked toward his companion again.
"Notice the girl sitting by the Baron?"
"You mean Orieano's daughter?"
"Precisely. Don't give her any cause for fear. Don't even make a sudden move in her presence."
"You mean——?"
"I do. She could become Lady Death, if she got frightened."
Konar looked toward the elevated table. The girl looked harmless enough. She was slender, attractive, even delicate looking. But he remembered a horror-distorted face, a mind-shattering scream, and a blinding flash of light. He shuddered a little and turned his attention to his food.
