The Will of the Empress - By Tamora Pierce Page 0,50
as a hostler helped her mount. "She's sparing Rizu, and Rizu is in charge of her clothes."
Shan chuckled as the others swung into their own saddles. "She could spare us all if she chose — the servants take over if we're needed for social duty, after all. But she likes us to have the illusion we're useful." He mounted his horse and manoeuvred the stallion so that when their group rode out of the courtyard, he fell into place on Sandry's right. Daja rode on her left, leaving Tris and Briar in the rear.
"Besides," Shan continued as they passed the first set of inner gates, "most of what I have I owe to Her Imperial Majesty. The least I can do is lend a hand. That cousin from Lairan can be an imperial-sized pain."
"We'll be back before you know it," Sandry told him shyly. "All ready for whatever my cousin throws at us." She turned in the saddle to point to Briar and Tris. "Daja you know, but I don't believe I introduced you to my other friends, Briar Moss and Trisana Chandler."
"Pershan fer Roth," Shan called back with a nod. "Shan. I know I saw Viynain Briar with Her Imperial Majesty, but I don't recall seeing Viymese Trisana before midday."
They clattered through the last set of gates in the outermost wall, where the guards came to attention as Sandry rode by. Their party rode down to where the broad palace street met High Street. By now it was bustling with traffic of all kinds, traffic that made it a point not to linger in front of the road to the palace. The guards there kept a sharp eye on it all.
"Are all of my cousin's troops so very attentive to their duties?" Sandry asked Shan when they were out of earshot.
"She likes to keep them sharp, so she rotates in some of the frontier units every three months or so," he explained. "They still have their edge from fending off border raids and the odd rebellion, and they get easier duty, so they're grateful. Kidnap attempts aren't unheard of, so it's nice to know the gatekeepers are on their toes."
"Kidnapping?" asked Daja, obviously skeptical. "In the palace?"
"Near the palace. It's a west Namorn tradition, in a way," explained Shan. "See, the custom is—"
A lean, wild-eyed white man dressed in a ragged green robe over even more ragged clothes lunged in front of them, almost under the feet of Sandry's horse. She drew up hard to save him a kicking, while Shan dragged his infuriated stallion's head away from the man's outstretched arms.
"Game pieces, game pieces," the stranger cried, grabbing the bridle of Sandry's mount. "See the pretty game pieces, the ladies and the mages, two in one, a nice long game of capture the pieces." He had bright, dark eyes, and dark, wiry hair that looked as if it had been cut with a cleaver. "Who will play the game, and who will keep the lady trophy? You, huntmaster, a pretty heiress for your mantelpiece? Best two out of three? Best man wins? So many games to play!"
Daja couldn't believe her eyes. "Wait!" she called as Shan dismounted. From the look on the nobleman's face, she didn't think he meant to send the scarecrow along with a coin and a kind word. "It's all right!"
"It is not!" barked Shan. "He mocks a member of the imperial family —"
"No," Daja said impatiently. "I'm pretty sure I know him, and he's just addled." She guided her horse around Sandry until she had a clear look at the man. "Do I look like a game piece to you?" she demanded. "Take a good look. I was dressed a little differently, the last time we met."
The man stared up at her, wide-eyed, then covered his gaping mouth with bony hands.
Daja sighed. Trader guide me, it's him. The last time I saw him, I was about to walk back into a burning building, and he'd just helped me get a clutch of crazy people out of it. "Is that the robe I gave you?" she asked him.
He nodded, hands still covering his mouth.
Daja looked at the rest of their group. "Go on. I'll look after my friend, here."
"You know this man?" demanded Shan, startled.
Daja smiled, though she hadn't taken her eyes from her crazy helper. "We met when I lived in Kugisko," she replied. "We did rescue work together in a big fire." She looked at the others. They still remained motionless, staring at