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." She shrugged. Then, "Perhaps Julian already has it," she added.
"Why is Julian in command?" I asked between nibbles. "I'd have thought
Benedict would take charge of something like this."
Llewella looked away, glancing at Vialle, who seemed to feel the
shifting of focus.
"Benedict and a small force of his men have escorted Random to Kashfa,"
Vialle said, softly.
"Kashfa?" I said: "Why would he want to do that? In fact, Dalt usually
hangs out around Kashfa. The area could be dangerous right now."
She smiled faintly.
"That is why he wanted Benedict and his guard for escort," she said.
"They may even be the intelligence- gathering expedition themselves, though
that's not their reason for going right now."
"I don't understand," I said, "why the trip should be necessary at
all."
She took a sip of water.
"A sudden political upheaval," she replied: "Some general had taken
over in the absence of the queen and the crown prince: The general was just
assassinated recently, and Random has succeeded in obtaining agreement for
placing his own candidate-an older noblemanon the throne. "
"How'd he do that?"
"Everyone with an interest in the matter was even more interested in
seeing Kashfa admitted to the Golden Circle of privileged trade status."
"So Random bought them off to see his own man in charge," I observed
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