“Yes, of course. We’re dining with them afterward.” Alec gave him a knowing grin. “I told you you’d like it, didn’t I? Though it’s usually Atre that catches people’s eye.”

“He’s quite remarkable. But I think I’ve seen the other one—Brader—before.”

“Really, where?”

“Are you two going to talk through the entire play?” Korathan hissed.

Alec gave the wizard a comical look of embarrassment and settled back in his chair. Thero had to content himself with watching the rest of the play, impatient to get a closer look at this Brader fellow. Gradually the plot recaptured his interest, and by the end of the play he was hoping he was wrong, impressed as he was with the troupe’s talent.

After the actors had taken their bows, Thero and his party waited in the box until the theater emptied, then went down to the stage area. When the actors came out to present themselves to Elani, Brader was not among them.

“Your Highnesses, may I present Master Atre and his company,” Seregil said, doing the honors.

“I’m so happy to see you onstage, after that wonderful performance you gave at Alaya’s that night!” Elani said, clearly enchanted. She gave Merina a golden ring and Atre a small brooch studded with emeralds. “In honor of seeing you onstage at last. I hope you will keep them as a remembrance.”

“As I do this ring, Highness,” Atre said, showing her a ring set with a large amethyst. He knelt dramatically and kissed her hand while the rest of the company bowed and curtsied.

“Dare I hope you will join us for dinner with the company, Your Highnesses?” asked Seregil.

“No,” Korathan replied, though Elani had for an instant looked hopeful.

Brader came in from the wings just then, and although he was still several yards away, that strange feeling shivered up Thero’s back again, muted, but unpleasant. But it was gone as quickly as it came, and then Seregil was introducing him to the man.

“My lord, we’re honored by your presence,” Brader said to Thero. “This is your first time with us, isn’t it?”

“It is, Master Brader.”

“I hope you weren’t offended by our humble efforts in portraying your vocation?”

The man was quietly charming, but Thero was almost certain he felt another hint of the odd sensation again, though he couldn’t be certain.