“A fire burned in the grate. He had left his bedroom and was sitting in the main suite as close to the fire as he could get. He wasn't sleeping well — some nights not at all — and found that lack of sleep meant he was always chilled. He didn't even open the tapestries, like he used to do in the spring. He didn't want to see the empty chairs around the room, the places where Jewel used to sit with him, the places where they used to talk. He was dressed for the day, in breeches and a peasant s...hirt, but he wasn't ready to start working yet. First he had to see his daughter, then he had to determine how to care for Jewel's body. That, of course, would lead him to Matthias, a subject he didn't want to consider at all. When he saw Solanda, he would ask her how best to contact the Shaman. The quicker he made the trade, the better they all would be. The knock on his suite door didn't surprise him. He had already been in his chambers longer than he had planned. The urgency of the knock did, however.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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