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was here. She'd fled whoever had hurt her, and come to me. I remembered hearing that she'd been estranged from her father. It bothered me that the only one she'd had to turn to was someone she'd known a few days several years ago.
    "I'd like to know how she got into this condition," I said.
    "The mercenaries?" hazarded Oreg, who'd ridden up to my left. But he shook his head almost instantly.
    "She'd have gutted them long before they could bring her up here."
    "Her father, Haverness, disowned her for taking up with a bunch of dissidents in Estian last year, didn't he?" Tosten mused. "People who wanted his half brother Alizon on the throne rather than Jakoven?" Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html King Jakoven's name made me pause. If it had been Jakoven, then Tisala did indeed have a reason for coming here. There weren't many nobles still powerful enough to thwart the High King of the Five Kingdoms, but my family was. Hurog was an ancient keep and carried more power than its lack of wealth should lend. The Shavig were a long-memoried people, and Hurog had ruled Shavig in the days before the Tallvens had eliminated their competition.
    "I wouldn't rule it out," I said. "That would explain why she fled here, rather than to her father or one of her coconspirators."
    "We'll keep her safe," said Tosten, his jaw set. My family would be a long time forgetting that the king had killed my cousin during one of his political games. Tisala had chosen wisely; no one would betray her
    here.
    I couldn't be certain it had been Jakoven, not until she woke; but I had to plan for it.
    "Oreg, will you ride ahead and let my aunt know what's happened here? Be discreet, but make sure she understands that we may have royal troops here soon."
    "Right," he said.
    I waited until his sprinting horse was out of sight before I turned to my brother. "You're my heir. If the king finds out I've sheltered an enemy, he's likely to declare me a traitor. I'd like you to ride to our uncle and explain to him what's happened."
    He gave me a small half-smile. "You don't have the right to protect me anymore, Ward. I'm older than you were when you took on Kariarn of Vorsag. You can quit giving me that look—Stala does it better. If
    it comes down to making sure Hurog stays in Hurog hands, I'll run. But it's highly unlikely that Tisala would have led them here, and there's no reason for the king to think she'd come. I've not seen her above
    a dozen times in the last four years. The way you stay away from court, I doubt you've seen her at all." Only in my dreams, I thought. I might not believe I'd made much of an impression upon her, but the reverse was certainly not true. "I would feel better with you in Iftahar with Duraugh."
    "Too bad for you," he muttered. I don't think I was supposed to hear. He cleared his throat. "I always liked Tisala—Mother spoiled me for delicate women."
    I laid Tisala facedown on the top of the table in the library because it was one of the few finished rooms in the keep that had a window to let in the light. Tosten had mumbled something about being useful elsewhere, turned on his heel, and left. He seldom stayed in the room while Oreg worked magic. I cut her clothing and pulled it out from under her until she lay bare. Her back had whip marks laid out so evenly that there wasn't more than a thumb's worth of skin left on her whole back. Some of them were
    almost healed, but in many places the scabs were broken and wept clear fluid. I heard an indrawn breath behind me. I turned my head and saw Oreg stare down at her back. Then he began to pace rapidly and rub his hands together, not usually a good sign. I sat down on a bench hoping that my own restfulness would allow him to calm.
    "Oreg," I said to catch his attention. Sometimes he had relivings that could be harrowing to all Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html concerned. Soldiers had them, flashes of past battles