Winter approached. Snow arrives and decks the land. The country, blue-shadowed white and hushed, rolls westward to the Arcadian Hills. The sky is blue. Breath smokes. Footfalls ring. Lady Sandra's space yacht, Castle Catherine, rises on negagrav like a snowflake in a breeze.
Sandra is accompanied by her children, Lorna Stanton and her men, including Falkayn. (Lorna Stanton?) (Addendum: Lorna is Eric's fiancee.)
Sandra goes into exile. Falkayn carries important intelligence to van Rijn. A quiet but portentous scene. The plot thickens.
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
And Strang obviously thought Lady Sandra was giving up, going permanently into exile. But it was only a temporary retreat, for strategic reasons, with the Duchess having every intention of coming back!
I could also think of applicable metaphors from chess.
Happy New Year! Sean
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