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The Crystal Stair. Charles Coleman Finlay & Rae Carson Finlay. An aged vaim stood guard in the elegantly arched doorway of the concubines’ chamber, sunken into his robes like a shriveled piece of fruit; the sea breeze that snaked through the honeycombed halls of the tower carried his death stench to Khatire’s delicate nose. She lifted her hand, as smooth as the stones polished by the waves, and held it thoughtfully to her mouth, pinching her nose shut surreptitiously. In a hundred-fifty or two hundred years, long after she was dead and her body devoured by the spinrag, her son could be standing there, his rotting flesh locked to living spirit to serve his father, his emperor, and god. The three were, after all, one. Or, her son might be anointed to climb the Crystal Stair. He might, if Khatire schemed well and used all her talents, become emperor and god himself. She had stared too long. The vaim lifted his cowled head in her direction. His red eyes burned beneath the shadow of his hood and a chuckle escaped the |
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