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  1. Cover
  2. Available now from Mercedes Lackey and Titan Books
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Exile’s Honor: Book One of Exiles of Valdemar
  6. Dedication
  7. Prologue
  8. Part One: Exile’s Choice
  9. 1
  10. 2
  11. 3
  12. 4
  13. 5
  14. 6
  15. 7
  16. Part Two: The Tedrel Wars
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  18. 9
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  20. 11
  21. Part Three: The Last Battle
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  27. 17
  28. 18
  29. 19
  30. 20
  31. Epilogue
  32. Exile’s Valor: Book Two of Exiles of Valdemar
  33. Dedication
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  36. 3
  37. 4
  38. 5
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  51. 18
  52. 19
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  55. Take a Thief: Book Three of Exiles of Valdemar
  56. Dedication
  57. 1
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  59. 3
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  77. About the Author
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The one excellent thing about having Bardic Collegium right on the grounds of the Palace was that there were always fine musicians available at a moment’s notice. The Hardornan Ambassador from King Alessandar had expressed an interest that afternoon in hearing some of the purely instrumental music that Valdemarans took for granted, and Selenay had been able to arrange for that wish to be gratified with an impromptu concert after dinner. Ambassador Isadere was finally rested enough from his journey and formal reception to show some interest in the less formal pastimes of the Court—which meant, to Selenay, the ones where she wasn’t required to pay exclusive attention to him, or indeed, to anyone. Bardic Collegium responded to her request for an instrumental ensemble with what almost seemed to be gratitude; she’d been puzzled by that at first, but then, after a moment of thought, she realized that she had not made such requests more than a handful of times since she’d become Queen, whereas her father had called on Bardic, either for simple musicians or true Bards, at least every two or three days. Perhaps they took this as a sign that things were getting back to “normal.”

Well, even if she didn’t feel that way, was it right for her to impose her depressed spirits on everyone else?

No, it wasn’t. No matter what she felt like, wasn’t it her duty to put on a sociable mask?

Besides, entertainments like this meant she wouldn’t really have to put on more than the mask. When she thought about it, she realized that anyone who was really listening to the music wouldn’t require anything from her except that she not be dissolved in tears.

So when she sent a note back to Bardic thanking them, she asked if it would be possible for them to supply musicians of the various levels of expertise to her as they had to her father—and as often. The immediate response was that they would be overjoyed to do so, and would even save her the trouble of trying to decide on informal entertainments by setting them up with her household, as they had done for Sendar.