The Complete Empire Trilogy: Daughter of the Empire, Mistress of the Empire, Servant of the Empire. Janny Wurts
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СКАЧАТЬ Daniel P. Mannix IV for both being an example of what a writer is, and for giving us a terrific place to work (the ducks notwithstanding).

      And to Barbara A. Feist for putting up with one of us.

      Raymond E. Feist

      Janny Wurts

      Frazer, PA, June, 1986

      

      RAYMOND E. FEIST

      and

      JANNY WURTS

       Servant of the Empire

      Book Two of the Empire Trilogy

      Dedicated to the memory of

      Ron Faust,

      always a friend

      Table of Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Dedication

       Chapter Two: Planning

       Chapter Three: Changes

       Chapter Four: Vows

       Chapter Five: Entanglement

       Chapter Six: Diversions

       Chapter Seven: Target

       Chapter Eight: Reconciliation

       Chapter Nine: Ambush

       Chapter Ten: Masterplot

       Chapter Eleven: The Desert

       Chapter Twelve: Snares

       Chapter Thirteen: Realignment

       Chapter Fourteen: Celebration

       Chapter Fifteen: Chaos

       Chapter Sixteen: Regrouping

       Chapter Seventeen: Grey Council

       Chapter Eighteen: Bloody Swords

       Chapter Nineteen: Warlord

       Chapter Twenty: Disquiet

       Chapter Twenty-One: Keeper of the Seal

       Chapter Twenty-Two: Tumult

       Chapter Twenty-Three: Sortie

       Chapter Twenty-Four: Breakthrough

       Chapter Twenty-Five: Confrontation

       Chapter Twenty-Six: Resolution

       Chapter Twenty-Seven: Beginnings

       • Chapter One • Slave

      The breeze died.

      Dust swirled in little eddies, settling grit over the palisade that surrounded the slave market. Despite the wayward currents, the air was hot and thick, reeking of confined and unwashed humanity mingled with the smell of river sewage and rotting garbage from the dump behind the market.

      Sheltered behind the curtains of her brightly lacquered litter, Lady Mara wafted air across her face with a scented fan. If the stench troubled her, she showed no sign. The Ruling Lady of the Acoma motioned for her escort to stop. Soldiers in green enamelled armour came to a halt, and the sweating bearers set the litter down.

      An officer in a Strike Leader’s plumed helm gave his hand to Mara and she emerged from her litter. The colour in her cheeks was high; Lujan could not tell if she was flushed from the heat or still angered from the argument prior to leaving her estate. Jican, the estate hadonra, had spent most of the morning vigorously objecting to her plan to purchase what he insisted would be worthless slaves. The debate had ended only when she ordered him to silence.

      Mara addressed her First Strike Leader. ‘Lujan, attend me, and have the others wait here.’ Her acerbity caused Lujan to forgo the banter that, on occasion, strained the limits of acceptable protocol; besides, his first task was to protect her – and the slave markets were far too public for his liking – so his attention turned quickly from wit to security. As he watched for any sign of trouble, he reasoned that when Mara busied herself in her newest plan she would forget Jican’s dissension. Until then she would not appreciate hearing objections she had already dismissed in her own mind.

      Lujan understood that everything his mistress undertook was to further her position in the Game of the Council, the political striving that was the heart of Tsurani politics. Her invariable goal was the survival and strengthening of House Acoma. Rivals СКАЧАТЬ