White Road

with transmogrification spells like these. His skin and hair really are that color for now.”
    Seregil clasped hands with him. “Thank you. This will make a tremendous difference. Really, you’re invaluable, as always.”
    Thero grinned. “Take care of yourselves. I hope you find what you’re seeking.”
    “I hope you do, as well.”
    Everyone went to see the wizards off except Alec and Sebrahn. Left behind in their continuing seclusion, they stood together at the window and watched the
Lark
set sail.
    “Leee-ving,” said Sebrahn.
    “And so will we. Soon.”
    Alec felt a bit stronger today. Since he was up already, he decided to attempt a walk around the room, keeping an ear out for Mydri’s heavy step on the stair just in case.
    He was dizzy and unsteady on his feet, and took a few falls in the process until Sebrahn came over to walk beside him. Then Alec kept a hand on the rhekaro’s shoulder to steady himself, and they walked slowly back and forth between the bed and the door. It felt good to move, even if occasionally the floor seemed to pitch like the deck of a ship under sail.
    He grinned down at Sebrahn. “I hope I don’t need one of your healings today.”
    Sebrahn immediately held up a pale forefinger. Alec gave it a gentle squeeze. “Thank you, but I was just joking.”
    Sebrahn cocked his head slightly to one side, and his eyebrows drew down just the slightest bit.
    Alec stared at him in surprise. On a normal person’s face, that look would have indicated confusion. “Joking. I didn’t mean that I did need … Oh, hell. Never mind.”
    Sebrahn stared up at him for a long moment, held out his finger again, and then brought it back to his chest. “Jok … king.”
    Alec laughed. “Well, sort of.”
    Sebrahn did it again. “Joking.” This time his face twitched as he tried to approximate Alec’s grin.
    “I’ve often found that a sense of humor is a sign of an intelligent mind.”
    Startled, Alec turned to find Seregil leaning in the now open doorway. “Sneaking up on me?”
    “I came to warn you that I can hear you staggering around up here. Lucky for you, Mydri got caught up in conversation down at the quay. You’re looking a little pale. Let’s get you back to bed.”
    “I can do it!” Alec protested, then turned too quickly and fell on his face before Seregil could catch him. Sebrahn sprang to his side and crouched there. When Seregil reached down to help Alec, Sebrahn hunkered lower and hissed at him.
    Seregil stepped back in surprise. “It’s only me. He’s the one who fell over.”
    Alec sat up and gathered a handful of Sebrahn’s hair, giving him a not-so-gentle shake. “No! Bad! Go to Seregil.”
    Sebrahn’s face was blank again as he rose and walked to Seregil’s side. The older man took the rhekaro’s face between his hands. “I wouldn’t hurt Alec. I never will. I love him. Love?” He looked to Alec, who only shrugged. Seregil gingerly gave Sebrahn a hug. “Love. You can trust me, little one.” He pointed to his own chest, then to Sebrahn’s. “Trust.”
    Sebrahn cocked his head again, then touched Seregil’s chest and rasped out, “Serigl.”
    Alec laughed. It was how he’d taught Sebrahn his name, and others—by pointing. Apparently that was the only way Sebrahn was going to interpret the gesture from now on.
    Seregil lifted the unresisting rhekaro in his arms and deposited him on the window seat. Then he did the same with Alec, lifting him onto their bed and stretching out besidehim. “So,” he drawled, sliding a hand down Alec’s side, then up again, rucking up the rumpled linen nightshirt as he went. “Getting our strength back, are we?”
    Alec shivered under his touch. “Yes, but it’s still daylight outside, Sebrahn is staring at us, and you left the door wide open. Again.”
    Seregil nuzzled his neck. “I’ll close the door.”
    Alec grabbed him before he could make good on that. “And I need a bath.”
    “All right. You shall have one.” Seregil sighed. “We really are going to have to do something about Sebrahn, though.”
    “I know. Now, bath?”
    “Yes, my lord. At once, my lord.” Seregil laughed as he headed for the door. “But I still say we’re going to have to find some way of dealing with Sebrahn, and not just because I don’t want him staring at my ass when we’re—”
    “I know!”
    “It’s like having a dog around. Always underfoot.”
    “Don’t say that!” Alec called after him, but Seregil was already