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. It could easily result
in an order not to, until Random gets back. I haven't the time to wait
around."
"I might summon some reinforcement from the Courts. "
"Here? To Amber? I'd really be up shit creek if Random ever got wind of
that. He might start suspecting subversion."
He smiled.
"This place reminds me a bit of home," he remarked, turning back toward
my door.
When we entered, I saw that Nayda was still seated, her hands upon her
knees, staring at a metal ball that hovered about a foot before her. The
other continued its slow circuit down on the floor.
Seeing the direction of my gaze, Mandor remarked, "Very light trance
state. She can hear us. You can rouse her in an instant if you wish."
I nodded and fumed away. Now it was Jasra's turn.
I removed all of the garments I'd hung upon her and placed them on a
chair across the room. Then I fetched a cloth and the basin and washed the
clown makeup off her face.
"Am I forgetting anything?" I said, half to myself.
"A glass of water and a mirror," Mandor stated.
"What for?"
"She may be thirsty," he replied, "and I can just tell she'll want to
look at herself."
"You may have a point there," I said, drawing up a small table. I
placed a pitcher and a goblet upon it; also, a hand mirror.
"I'd also suggest you support her, in case she collapses when the spell
is removed
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