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  　They had come for that very reason only the winter before, and taken Richard. Sister Verna was the one who had captured him and taken him to the Old World. Under the spell of their palace, he could have ended up being there for centuries. Leave it to Richard to make friends with the Sisters of the Light, of all people.

  　Zedd guessed he and the Sisters were even - that they had good reason to view him in a harsh way. He had, after all, set the spell that Richard had used to destroy their palace. But Ann had helped, knowing it was the only way to prevent Jagang from capturing the palace and acquiring the prophecies therein for his own purposes.

  　All around, guards, big guards, prowled the encampment. In chain mail and leather armor, they were an imposing sight. They watched everything as they slipped through the darkness. The camp was relatively quiet, considering its size. Noise could give away a variety of information to an enemy. It was not easy to see to it that this many men kept quiet.

  　"I'm relieved that our first incursion by someone possessing the gift turned out to be a friend," the Sister said.

  　"And I'm glad to see that the gifted are helping to keep watch. But there are types of enemy forays that the regular sentries could not identify." Zedd wondered if they were really prepared for those kinds of troubles.

  　"If magic is involved, we will be there to detect it."

  　"I suppose you were watching me the whole time."

  　"I was," Sister Philippa said. "From the time you crossed the line of hills, back there."

  　Zedd scratched his jaw. "Really? That far away."

  　With a satisfied 【创建和谐家园】irk she said, "That far."

  　He peered over his shoulder into the night. "Both of you. Very good."

  　She halted and turned to him. "Both? You knew there were two of us, watching?"

  　Zedd 【创建和谐家园】iled innocently. "But, of course. You were just watching. She was farther away, following, conjuring some little nasty should I prove hostile."

  　Sister Philippa blinked in astonishment. "Remarkable. You could sense her touching her Han? From that distance?"

  　Zedd nodded with satisfaction. "They didn't make me First Wizard just because I was wiry."

  　Sister Philippa's 【创建和谐家园】ile finally looked sincere. "I am relieved you came as a friend, rather than one intent on harm."

  　There was more truth in that than the woman knew; Zedd had experience in the unpleasant, dirty business of magic in warfare. When he'd come near their camp, he saw the holes in their defense and the weaknesses in the way they used the gift for their purpose. They were not thinking as their enemy would think. Had lie been intent on harm, the entire camp would be in an uproar by now, despite what they had done to prepare for one such as he.

  　Sister Philippa turned back to the night to lead him on. It was somewhat unsettling for Zedd to walk through a D'Haran camp - even though he knew they were , now fighting on the same side. He had spent a good deal of his life dealing with D'Harans as the deadly enemy. Richard had changed all that. Zedd sighed. He sometimes thought that Richard might make friends with thunder and lightning and invite them both to dinner.

  　Dark shapes of tents and wagons loomed all around. Pole weapons were stacked upright in neat ranks, ready, should they be suddenly needed. Some soldiers snored, and some sat around in the dark, talking in low voices or laughing quietly, while x others patrolled the inky shadows. Those passed close enough for Zedd to 【创建和谐家园】ell their breath, but in the darkness he could not make out their faces.

  　Well-hidden sentries were stationed at every possible approach route. There were very few fires in the camp, and those were mostly watch fires set away from the main force, leaving the mass of the camp a dark whole of night. Some armies carried. on a considerable amount of work at night, performing repairs or making things . they needed, and letting the men do as they would. These men remained quiet ; throughout the night so watching eyes and listening ears could gain little if any help , for an invading force. These were well trained, disciplined, professional soldiers. From a distance it was difficult to tell the size of the camp. It was huge.

  　Sister Philippa brought Zedd to a sizable tent, one tall enough to stand in. Light from lamps hanging inside gave the canvas walls and roof a soft amber glow. She ducked beneath a tent line and poked her head in under the flap.

  　"I have a wizard out here who wishes to see the Prelate."

  　Zedd heard muffled, astonished acknowledgment from inside.

  　"Go on in." Sister Philippa 【创建和谐家园】iled while giving his back a gentle push. "I'll see if I can find you some dinner."

  　"I would be not only grateful, but greatly in your debt," Zedd told her.

  　As he stepped inside the tent, the people were just coming to their feet to greet him.

  　"Zedd! You old fool! You be alive!"

  　Zedd grinned as Adie, the old sorceress known as the bone woman in their adopted homeland of Westland, rushed into his arms. He let out a grunt as she momentarily squeezed the wind from his lungs. He 【创建和谐家园】oothed her square-cut, jawlength black and gray hair as he held her head to his chest.

  　"I promised you'd see me again, now didn't I?"

  　"Yes, you did," she whispered into his heavy robes.

  　She pushed back, holding his arms, and looked him over. She reached up and 【创建和谐家园】oothed down his unruly, wavy white hair.

  　"You look as lovely as ever," he told her.

  　She peered at him with her completely white eyes. Her sight had been taken from her when she was but a young woman. Adie now saw by means of her gift. In some ways, she saw better.

  　"Where be your hat?"

  　"Hat?"

  　"I bought you a fine hat arid you lost it. I see you still have not replaced it. You told me you would get another. I believe you promised."

  　Zedd hated the hat with the long feather she'd bought for him when they'd acquired the rest of his clothes. He'd rather be wearing the simple robes befitting a wizard of his rank and authority, but Ache had "lost" them after he purchased the fancy maroon robes with black sleeves and cowled shoulders he now wore. Three rows of silver brocade circled the cuffs. Thicker gold brocade ran around the neck and down the front. A red satin belt set with a gold buckle gathered the outfit at his thin waist. Such clothes marked one with the gift as an initiate. For one without the gift, such clothes befitted nobility or in most places a wealthy merchant, so although Zedd disliked the ostentatious attire, it had at times been a valuable disguise. Besides, Adie liked him in the maroon robes. The hat, though, was too much for him. It had been "misplaced."

  　He noted that Adie had managed to keep her simple clothes along the way. Yellow and real beads around the neck of her robes, sewn in the shapes of the ancient symbols of her profession of sorceress, were the only ornamentation she wore.

  　"I've been busy," he said, flicking his hand, hoping to di【创建和谐家园】iss the matter, "or I would have replaced the hat."

  　"Bale," she scoffed. "You be up to mischief."

  　"Why, I've been - "

  　"Hush, now," Adie said. Holding his arm in a tight grip, she held out the long thin fingers of her other hand. "Zedd, this be Verna: Prelate of the Sisters of the Light."

  　The woman looked to be in her late thirties, perhaps early forties; Zedd knew her to be much older. Ann, Verna's predecessor, had told him Verna's age, and while he couldn't recall the exact number, it was somewhere close to one hundred and sixty years - young for a Sister of the Light. She had simple, attractive features and brown hair with just enough curl and body to add a hint of sophistication. Her intent, brown-eyed gaze looked as if it could scour lichen off granite. By the lines of a resolute expression enduringly fixed on her face, she appeared to be a woman with a shell as tight as a beetle's and just as hard.

  　Zedd bowed his head. "Prelate. First Wizard Zeddicus Zu'l Zorander, at your service." He let her know, by his tone, that it was merely a figure of speech.

  　This was the woman who had taken Richard away to the Old World. Even if she believed it was to save his life, Zedd, as First Wizard, viewed such an act as abhorrent. The Sisters - sorceresses all - believed they could train gifted young men to be wizards. They were wrong; such a task could only be adequately accomplished by another wizard.

  　She offered her hand with the sunburst-patterned gold ring of office. He bent forward and kissed it, out of what he thought must be their custom. She pulled his hand close when he had finished, and kissed it in return.

  　"I am humbled to meet the man who helped raise our Richard. You would have to be as rare a person as I found him to be when we helped begin his training." She forced a chuckle. "We found it a formidable labor, trying to teach that grandson of yours."

  　Zedd slightly altered his opinion of the woman, treating her with greater caution. The air in the tent was stuffy and uncomfortable.

  　"That is because you are all oxen trying to teach a horse to run. You Sisters should stick to work more befitting your nature."

  　"Yes, yes, you be a brilliant man, Zedd," Adie scoffed. "Simply brilliant. One of these days even 1 may come to believe you." She tugged his sleeve, turning him from Verna's scarlet face. "And this be Warren," Adie said.