Irinanda, said She.
Mistress. I seek aid.
So I assume.
Nanda swallowed, her heart suddenly pounding. What if she had overstepped? The Shandrigal was no more in the habit of granting boons than The Malykt.
Too late to worry about that now. Gathering her courage, Nanda laid the matter before her mistress, striving to do justice to the sense of duty and the selflessness she believed Konrad had shown. The Shandrigal listened in silence.
When Nanda had finished, the silence continued for some time.
At length, The Shandrigal spoke again.
You know him better than others, do you not?
The question came as a surprise, and Nanda was briefly disconcerted. Um… I believe so, yes.
Is he, in your opinion, a worthy Malykant still?
Yes. Nanda said it unhesitatingly.
Yes? Think hard, Irinanda Fal
