Despite Nee's good intentions, there was no opportunity for any real converse with Elenet after that concert. Like Nee, Elenet had unexpectedly risen in rank and thus in social worth. If she'd been confined to the wall cushions before, she was in the center of social events now. But the next morning Nee summoned me early, saying she had arranged a special treat. I dressed quickly and went to her rooms to find Elenet there, kneeling gracefully at the table. "We three shall have breakfast," Nee said triumphantly. "Everyone else can wait."
I sank down at my place, not cross-legged but formal kneeling, just as Elenet did. When the greetings were over, Nee said, "It's good to have you back, Elenet. Will you be able to stay for a while?"
"It's possible." Elenet had a low, soft, mild-toned voice. "I shall know for certain very soon."
Nee glanced at me, and I said hastily, "If you are able to stay, I hope you will honor us with your presence at the masquerade ball I am hosting to celebrate Nee's adoption."
"Thank you." Elenet gave me a lovely smile. "If I am able, I would be honored to attend."
"Then stay for the wedding," Nee said, waving a bit of bread in the air. "It's only scarce days beyond--midsummer eve. In fact, if Vidanric will just make up his mind on a day--and I don't know why he's lagging--you'll have to be here for the coronation, anyway. Easier to stay than to travel back and forth."
Elenet lifted her hands, laughing softly. "Easy, easy, Nee. I have responsibilities at home that constrain me to make no promises. I shall see what I can contrive, though."
"Good." Nee poured out more chocolate for us all. "So, what think you of Court after your two years' hiatus? How do we all look?"
"Older," Elenet answered. "Some--many--have aged for the better. Tastes have changed, for which I am grateful. Galdran never would have invited those singers we had last night, for example."
"Not unless someone convinced him that they were all the rage at the Empress's Court and only provincials would not have them to tour.
I sank down at my place, not cross-legged but formal kneeling, just as Elenet did. When the greetings were over, Nee said, "It's good to have you back, Elenet. Will you be able to stay for a while?"
"It's possible." Elenet had a low, soft, mild-toned voice. "I shall know for certain very soon."
Nee glanced at me, and I said hastily, "If you are able to stay, I hope you will honor us with your presence at the masquerade ball I am hosting to celebrate Nee's adoption."
"Thank you." Elenet gave me a lovely smile. "If I am able, I would be honored to attend."
"Then stay for the wedding," Nee said, waving a bit of bread in the air. "It's only scarce days beyond--midsummer eve. In fact, if Vidanric will just make up his mind on a day--and I don't know why he's lagging--you'll have to be here for the coronation, anyway. Easier to stay than to travel back and forth."
Elenet lifted her hands, laughing softly. "Easy, easy, Nee. I have responsibilities at home that constrain me to make no promises. I shall see what I can contrive, though."
"Good." Nee poured out more chocolate for us all. "So, what think you of Court after your two years' hiatus? How do we all look?"
"Older," Elenet answered. "Some--many--have aged for the better. Tastes have changed, for which I am grateful. Galdran never would have invited those singers we had last night, for example."
"Not unless someone convinced him that they were all the rage at the Empress's Court and only provincials would not have them to tour.
( Sherwood Smith )
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