Chapter tenAs far as Mevancy nal Chardaz knew, I was still a weakling not fully recovered from injury, or recovered but without strength.
This state of affairs had just happened; admittedly I’d done nothing to disabuse her of the notion. It wasn’t really important. This was why she continued to call me cabbage.
Now she stood glaring balefully as Lunky said: “You are welcome, Mevancy. Come and sit down and take a glass. You have heard the news?”
She had to force herself to regain her composure and be polite to Lunky, who was, after all, now an important personage.
“Yes, and I must call you san now—”
“When the college so decree.”
“There will be no problem over that. I am sorry that San Mishuro — I mean, he has gone up to Gilium; but—”
“I know. Here.” Lunky handed her a glass of the cl
