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〃That；〃 said Bertran； 〃was slightly unfortunate。〃
〃Who was that man？〃
The duke turned to him with surprise。 〃You were telling the truth； weren't you？ You have really never met him。 That was Borsiard d'Andoria； Blaise。 You must at least have heard the name。 He was recently married； in fact； to…〃
〃To Lucianna Delonghi。 I know；〃 Blaise interrupted。 And then added； 〃That's why he wants to kill me。〃
Even amid the churning of all the emotions of this morning there was； deep within Blaise； a curious flicker of pride。 Even now； after everything； Lucianna would have been speaking of him； that had to be it； of course。 Borsiard d'Andoria was seeking to kill his new wife's former lover from Gorhaut。
Bertran de Talair was very quick。 〃Ah；〃 he said softly。 〃Engarro di Faenna？ It was true then； the rumour？〃
〃That I killed him for the Delonghi？ Yes。〃 Blaise surprised himself with how easy it was to say this now to the duke。 He hesitated over the next thing； but then went on： 〃With Rudel Correze。〃
He saw Bertran absorbing this。 〃And so she wants you dead now？〃 He looked dubious。
Blaise shook his head。 〃I doubt it。 She wouldn't care enough to bother covering that trail。 Borsiard does； though。 He probably had a part in the assassination of Engarro； though I didn't know it then。 He's uneasy about me。 Afraid of what I might say or do。 Rudel they'll trust； he's a Delonghi cousin。 I'm an unknown quantity。〃 He stopped。
〃And that would be his 〃mortal grievance〃 against you？〃
Blaise looked at the duke。 Bertran's blue eyes were searching； skeptical； and there was a glint in them now of something else。
〃That would be a part of it；〃 Blaise said carefully。
Bertran nodded his head slowly。 〃I thought so；〃 he said after a moment。 〃The jewel of the Delonghi； the exquisite Lucianna。 He's a jealous man then； our friend Borsiard。 That is worth knowing。〃 He nodded again。 〃It begins to make sense。 One day you must tell me more about her。 Are all the stories true？ I've spoken to her of course； but in a crowded room； nothing more； and that was years ago when she was very young。 Should I be grateful for that limited exposure？ Is she as deadly as word has it？〃
Blaise shrugged。 〃I have survived。 So far。〃
〃Damaged？〃
〃Scars。 I'm dealing with them。〃
Bertran's mouth crooked。 〃That is the most that can be said of any of us in such affairs。〃
〃You were in love；〃 said Blaise； surprising himself again。 〃That goes deeper。〃
〃So does death。〃 After a moment Bertran shrugged； and then shook his head as if to break free of such thoughts。 〃Are we friends？ Are you visiting Talair and sparing me the cost of a trained coran？〃
Blaise nodded。 〃I suppose I am。 This has bee a strange path； though。 Where do you think it will bring us out？〃
Bertran looked amused。 〃That； at least； is easy enough： Barbentain Castle and Lussan town below it。 Hadn't you heard？ There's a fair about to start。〃 He turned his horse and they began to ride。
Endlessly witty； Blaise thought； and at the price of almost everything else it sometimes seemed。 He realized that he hadn't said anything to Bertran about saving his life。
On impulse he wheeled his horse and rode back a short way。 Dismounting again； he found the dagger。 The hilt was richly studded with gems in typically Portezzan fashion。 He swung up into his saddle again and cantered to catch up with Bertran。 The duke looked over； eyebrows raised； as he came up。
Blaise extended the blade； hilt foremost。 〃A shame to leave it；〃 he said。 〃Thank you。 That was quick moving； for a man past his best。〃
Bertran grinned。 〃My knee certainly is； at any rate。〃 He took the dagger； examined it。 〃Pretty work；〃 he said； 〃if a trifle gaudy。〃 He put it in his belt。
Nothing more was said； nothing more would be said； Blaise knew。 Men familiar with war had their codes in matters such as this。 He had once thought that the Arbonnais corans would fall short in this； that they would be prone to missioning rapturous troubadour verses to celebrate each minor deed of theirs in battle or tournament。 It didn't happen that way； he had discovered。 He seemed to have discovered a number of things in half a year； without really trying to do so。
The Portezzans ahead of them had begun to move； more quickly now。 Borsiard d'Andoria would want to reach Barbentain ahead of Bertran。 First plaint sometimes mattered in affairs such as this。 They were two days' ride from the fair； though。
Valery； as if reading Blaise's mind； cantered up to them。 Bertran looked at his cousin。 〃I'm not going to try to pass them myself。 We'll take our time。 Pick five men and go ahead；〃 the duke said。 〃Find the countess or Roban the chancellor； either one； both together if you can。 It is my counsel that all the Portezzans may freely be allowed to enter Lussan or the castle save the Andoria。 Tell them why。〃 The big； greying coran turned to go。 〃Valery；〃 said Bertran。 His cousin reined his horse and looked back over his shoulder。 〃Blaise de Garsenc is no longer in my service。 He honours us at Talair with his pany and his friendship。 Perhaps he will even fight with our men in the tournament melee。 Tell the countess。〃
Valery nodded； looked briefly at Blaise and galloped away in a swirl of dust up the line of their column。
And so the decision was made。 Given what had happened； it might have even seemed forced； obvious。 With the speed of recent events； they had forgotten something though； all three of them。 Under the circumstances that was； perhaps； not altogether surprising。 Which did not make it less of an oversight。
On their right； as Bertran and Blaise went by； the dead man； almost naked； swayed from the oak tree； blood still dripping from his forehead where the oathbreaker's brand had been carved。
CHAPTER 10
Roban； the chancellor of Arbonne； had had an intensely trying few days； for all the usual reasons associated with the Autumn Fair。 For more years than he could remember； his had been the responsibility of supervising the many…faceted preparations for the annual arrival of what sometimes seemed to be half the known world。 In the early days of the Lussan Fair； the burghers of the town had proudly taken charge of preparations themselves； but as the fair grew in importance and the tournament associated with it began to attract more and more of the celebrated figures of the six countries； including kings and queens on more than one occasion； the townsfolk were ultimately happy to swallow their pride and ask for help from the count in Barbentain。 Faced with a matter as important； detail…oriented and essentially tedious as the logistics of preparing a month…long fair； the count had assigned the task to Roban。 Naturally。 As if he didn't have enough to do。
Of course the townsmen helped…as well they should； given how much wealth the Autumn Fair generated for Lussan…and the count had allocated monies adequate to let Roban appoint two Keepers of the Fair and two Keepers of the Seals to assist them。 Having control of appointments was always vital； Roban had found； it let one choose men of petence instead of having to work with those who simply had favours owed to them。 He w