|97|
"You are taking some unnecessary risks….Sered…." Tetonbaum's voice came from the hall….Casnar had his back to the door, left open with Mu'kalien's leaving….He did not look at Tetonbaum in reaction, but Casnar did reply.
"How so?"
"By bringing Caratoda-Bientada here," Tetonbaum came in as he was allowed to join the false one inside the chamber now his father was gone, "…You permit a wyrrtun among the shienne…." He raised his flame-red eyeridges, "…It could prove disastrous were he to learn—or his escorts learn—of anything we have refrained from divulging to his consciousness…Sered."
"You heard what I said," Casnar waved off, "…We want him to think he is welcome to us—we can give him what he needs to know and the allure of an alliance within this treasach—of confidence in him—will entice Caratoda further to our side of opinion and help sway the congregation, but I need to get the permission for the trip to Asutilre, Tetonbaum….It is essential, so we may risk your concerns for his buy-in…." He turned towards the half-brother, "…You look in need of rest…" His smile was acidic to Tetonbaum's insides, "…Your back must be aching from being cramped behind that wall for the duration of Mu'kalien's eloquent acceptance of me and my strategies…." The laughter in the green eyes made the th'ane want to run and see if he could enter the shimmering screen in the cliff's fissure to find his half-brother and save them from this monster's madness…"Come—let's go see the hara."