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"Strange," she said. "I had the impression she wad looking forward to
things like this dinner."
"She's obviously taking longer than she'd intended in whatever she's
about," I observed.
"What exactly was she about?" Nayda asked. "Where did you part?"
"Here in the palace," I replied. "I was showing her around. She wanted
to spend more time with certain features of the place than I could spare. So
I came on ahead.
"I don't think she could have forgotten dinner."
"I think she got caught up by the power of an artistic piece."
"So she's definitely on the premises?"
"Now, that's hard to say. As I said before, a person can always step
out."
"You mean you're not sure exactly where she is?" I nodded.
"I'm not certain where she is at this moment," I said. "She could well
be back in her room changing her clothes."
"I'll check after dinner," she said, "if she hasn't shown up by then.
If that should be the case, will you help me find her?"
"I was planning on looking for her anyway," I answered, "if she doesn't
put in an appearance soon."
She nodded and continued eating. Very awkward.
Beyond the fact that I didn't want to distress her, I couldn't very
well tell her what had happened without its becoming apparent that her
sister was indeed an illegitimate daughter of Oberon. At a time such as
this, when I had been cautioned about saying anything that might strain
relations between Amber and Begma, I was not about to confirm to the
daughter of the Begman prime minister the rumor that her mother had had an
affair with the late king of Amber
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