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reservoir of energy, he quested outward and inward for some thread which would draw her
essence nearer. He kept his blinking to a minimum as an image began to form at the edges
of his vision.
There! A face indistinct at first, but then a wizened, ancient no, an infant visage, which
quickly expanded to include the whole body! A child of perhaps five or six months, one
tiny fist clenched beside the pursed, petulant mouth. Wisps of fine chestnut hair feathered
the shapely skull. The child opened slightly bulging eyes of rich, golden brown and seemed
to look directly at Camber.
Could it be that he was seeing Ariella's child, through her own eyes?
The image wavered as Camber blinked, but he managed not to lose it entirely. His vision
swam for a few moments, but then it cleared and a new image began to materialize a map
this time, with a ringed female hand sprinkling water on that map. The map itself seemed
indistinct he could not seem to make it quite come into focus but then he realized that
was because the person sprinkling it was not concentrating on the map, but on magic
connected with the map.
He was watching Ariella work her weather magic!
He blinked again, inadvertently this time, and lost the image tried desperately to
reschool his thoughts to tranquility.
He must regain the contact! He must somehow try to redirect Ariella's attention to the
map itself. Her strategies were what they most desperately needed.
He closed his eyes briefly to rest them, then stared at the blackness again, this time
concentrating specifically on Ariella and her connection with the map any map! He could
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feel himself slipping even deeper into trance, and let himself go. Images formed and
reformed on the blackness, only to fade and be replaced before he could read them.
He must read them! He was so close, he dared not fail now!
Another deep breath, a stretching to his very limits of awareness, as he tried to reach
across the miles and touch her sleeping mind, actually to manipulate her dreaming.
Gently, he visualized a map of Gwynedd and its surrounding kingdoms, mentally marked
the map with Torenth's capital, with Cardosa and waited.
At first, nothing. And then, other markings began appearing on the map notations and
markings such as Cullen and Jebediah had been employing on their map earlier in the day.
Hands moving markers, deploying troops.
Abruptly, he knew the location of all Ariella's strength, knew where and how many and
what kinds of warriors she could throw into any assault!
He was almost ready to withdraw, when suddenly the picture blanked and he caught an
almost mind-splitting explosion of rage. A wrenching pain lanced behind his eyes,
temporarily blinding him physically as well as psychically, and he realized that he had
been detected. His touch had been too clumsy, his direction too direct! Ariella was awake,
and aware of his link and she was trying to sustain the link he had created, to surge back
across that link and mentally destroy him!
With a cry of pain, he blinked and wrenched his eyes from the blackened water, gasping
for breath.
"Joram, get me out of it!"
He did not know whether Joram or the others had seen what he had seen, or felt the
awesome menace of Ariella's retaliation; but Joram and Evaine, at least, knew exactly what
to do in such a situation. Joram threw down his taper and seized his father's shoulders,
pouring power and protection into his father's mind. As Cullen joined forces with Joram,
protective instincts taking precedence over caution, Evaine snatched the silver bowl and
hurried to where Rhys was already struggling to move the chest which covered the
garderobe.
A wind roared outside, ripping the tapestry covering from the window and whistling into
the room, but not inside the wards which they had set to prevent just such an incursion.
The wind died as Evaine poured the contents of the bowl down the garderobe, and Camber
relaxed in his son's arms.
The link was broken.
The room seemed to undulate as Camber opened his eyes, and the first thing that he saw
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