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Updated: June 21, 2025
I've authorized Kevenoe to allow money for the purchase of breeding stock. You can draw whatever you need for that purpose. "This war shouldn't last too long. Another year, at the very most, and we'll have forced the Invaders off Xedii. When I come back, I expect to find the barony in good shape, d'you hear?" "Yes, sir. It will be." "I think it will," said The Chief. "Good luck to you, Anketam."
His saving grace was the fact that he took things as they came; he never showed any resentment towards Anketam if he was rebuked for not doing his work well, and he honestly tried to do better for a while, at least. "Not too lazy to loaf," Basom said in self-defense. "Just too lazy to walk four miles to loaf when I can do it here."
Anketam stepped aside to let the officer enter. "Lady Samas?" he asked. She nodded. "I am." The colonel removed his hat. "Madam, I am Colonel Jamik Fayder, of the Union army. You are the owner of this land?" "Until my son returns, yes," said Lady Samas evenly. "I understand." The colonel licked his lips nervously. He was obviously ill at ease in the presence of the Lady Samas.
The officer, very tall and straight in his blue uniform, strode up to the door of the hut. He stopped and addressed Anketam. "I understand Lady Samas is living here." "That's right," Anketam said. "Would you tell her that Colonel Fayder would like to speak to her." Before Anketam could say anything, Lady Samas spoke. "Tell the colonel to come in, Anketam."
"I think so, don't you? Basom was right about this hot sun." "I'll go along with you," agreed Anketam. They made their way to the river, to the shallow place at the bend where everyone swam.
There was some fighting, I understand, but they got out finally. Now they've said they're going to smash us." He grinned. Anketam said: "What's so funny?" "Oh, they won't do anything," said Russat. "They fume and fuss a lot, but they won't do anything." "I hope not," said Anketam. He finished the last of his spiked tea, and Memi poured him another one.
Kevenoe was on The Chief's staff at the castle. Like many staff men including, Anketam thought wryly, his own brother Russat, on occasion he tended to lord it over the farmers who worked the land. "Kevenoe has an eye on Zillia?" he asked after a moment. "I understand he's asked Chief Samas for her as soon as she's eighteen. That would be this fall, after harvest."
Anketam didn't know whether it was that threat, or the emotional reaction Jacovik had suffered from killing a man, or simply that he had had some sense beaten into his head, but from that moment on Jacovik was a different man. He had changed from a thug into a determined, ambitious man.
But ... well ... I mean, why pick me?" Old Blejjo chuckled knowingly. Jacovik, who hardly knew the boy, just looked puzzled. "Why not you?" Anketam countered. "Well ... you've always said I was lazy. And I am, I guess." "Sure you are," said Anketam. "So am I. Always have been. But a smart lazy man can figure out things that a hard worker might overlook.
"I see," Anketam said thoughtfully. He didn't ask how the old man had come about his knowledge. Old Blejjo had little to do, and on the occasions that he had to do some work around The Chief's castle, he made it a point to pick up gossip.
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