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. He jerked suddenly then and
looked at Nayda. I'd a strong feeling she'd just kicked him under the table,
which was fine with me because I didn't know what the hell the Eregnor
situation was. I mutterred something about there being things to be said for
both sides of most matters, which seemed diplomatic enough for anything. If
it were something barbed, I supposed I could have countered with an
innocent-sounding observation about the Begman party's early arrival, but
Eregnor might actually be some tedious conversation piece that Nayda didn't
want to get into because it would cut off our own discussion. Also, I'd a
feeling that Llewella might suddenly materialize and kick me under the
table.
A thought hit suddenly then. Sometimes I'm a little slow. Obviously,
they had known Random wasn't here, and from what I already knew and from
what Bill had just said, they weren't too happy with whatever Random was
about in the neighboring kingdom. Their early arrival seemed intended to
embarrass us in some fashion. Did that mean that whatever Nayda was offering
me was part of some scheme that fitted in with their general diplomatic
strategy on this matter? If so, why me? I was a very poor choice, in that I
had no say whatsoever concerning Amber's foreign policy. Were they aware of
this? They must be, if their intelligence service were as good as Nayda had
indicated
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