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. So what's your schedule? I'd rather tell
you later, but if you're going to be tied up, I can give you the gist of it
now."
I glanced at Nayda and Cade. They seemed totally occupied with their
food, and I didn't think they could overhear us. Unfortunately, I didn't
have any sort of sheltering spells hung.
"Go ahead," I whispered from behind my wine glass.
"First," he said, "Random sent me a whole slew of papers to go over.
They're the draft of an agreement whereby Amber will grant Kashfa privileged
trade status, the same as Begma. So they'll definitely be coming into the
Golden Circle."
"I see," I said. "That doesn't come as a complete surprise. But it's
good to know for sure what's going on."
He nodded.
"There's a lot more to it, though," he said.
Just then the musicians stopped playing and I could hear voices from
all around the table again. I glanced off to the right and saw that a
steward had just taken the players a food tray and some wine. They were
setting their instruments aside and taking a break. They had probably been
playing for some time before I'd arrived and were doubtless due a rest.
Bill chuckled. "Later," he said.
"Right." There followed a funny little fruit dish with an amazing
sauce. As I spooned it away, Nayda caught my attention with a gesture and I
leaned toward her again
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