Chapter five
Cayferm?The vaol boxes and the paol boxes lay nearby.
I said, “Majister, if you would push this box toward this other box ...”
He did so.
We all clustered around the scarred lenken table in Scavander’s chemical-smelling room, where the wreckage of Lish’s airboat, the silver boxes, and the supplies of minerals Ornol had brought were piled. Two new boxes awaited the imperial blessing.
A brass vessel still bubbled on a dying fire, and the sweet scent of squishes hung in the air. Samphron-oil lamps had been lighted, but through the high windows She of the Veils smiled in from the night sky of Kregen.
The Emperor, most tentatively, pushed one box toward the other.
They reached that particular distance from each other and they both sprang into the air!
We all let out our bre
