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excellent judge of character, it would be a tremendous liability in a leader.”
    “Ahh…,” Bryana nodded, “I understand your uneasiness now. You trust that she is of admirable character, because I can See this in her amarin. But you question the sanity of those who appointed her Dracoon, because of her Sight she could so easily fall prey to bad advice from trusted advisors.”
    “Yes! Because of her Sight — even the most obvious threats could be disguised by passionate, righteous intentions. And yet she was appointed as a District’s Dracoon?”
    “But she was not appointed, Gwyn. She has always been the Dracoon of Khirlan.”
    Gwyn tipped her head aside in confusion. Then with a mental shake, she realized that because of the Sight, Bryana was so cognizant of the details of this Dracoon’s life that she could not comprehend Gwyn’s own lack of knowledge. Gwyn nearly laughed at that. Copper bright eyes returned to Bryana’s bemused figure. “All right, M’Sormee. If she was not appointed, how did she — with her Blue Sight — become Khirlan’s Dracoon?”
    “Quite simply, no one knows she has the Blue Sight. Gwyn, this Llinolae holds her title by birth right. Her family has governed the Khirlan District for generations. As the eldest and only child fathered by Mha’del of Khirla, naturally she became the Dracoon when he died. No one had reason to contest it.”
    “No one had reason? M’Sormee! How could no one notice? She has the Blue Sight. Her eyes are blue! Who on Aggar has ever had blue eyes without the Gift?”
    “Children of the Clan folk occasionally are blue-eyed, and they have never possessed the Sight, Gwyn. And despite the Clan’s self-imposed isolationism of generations, there have been some minglings and marriages throughout Khirlan.”
    “Some — but it’s been a guarded, reluctant mingling at best. And still — the off-spring with that mixed blood have never been blue-eyed without the Sight. M’Sormee, you know this!”
    Bryana considered that a moment, vaguely realizing she had known of that fact but the young Dracoon’s belief had led her to forget the obvious. She smiled at herself in wry amusement, explaining, “The people of Khirla believe differently. Llinolae’s mother was a Clan refugee that Mha’del aided and eventually married. When Llinolae was born, no one found it strange that she had her mother’s eyes. When she displayed no obvious signs of the Gift, why should those of Khirla’s Court have questioned her lack of Sight?”
    “Mha’del didn’t even know?” Gwyn pressed suspiciously.
    “No one knew. To this day, no one outside dey Sorormin knows she has the Blue Sight.”
    “That can’t be.” Gwyn was genuinely puzzled. “There would have been childhood accidents with illusions from dreams and nightmares? Or was her Clan mother of mixed blood and a Blue Sight herself?”
    “No, her mother was not Sighted. Llinolae hid her own Sight — without aid from any other.” Bryana shrugged. “She did not wish to leave her family and home to study with strangers at the Council’s Keep. She preferred to study with her mentors, n’Shea and n’Athena.”
    Gwyn was not satisfied. The inconsistency was still glaringly disconcerting to her, and she leaned forward urging her mother to see the anomaly for herself. “She was only a child, M’Sormee. The Sight begins to emerge even as a child begins to speak! How could one so young have the skill to hide anything?!”
    “No, it was instinctive. It was… she wished to hide, Gwyn. She…,” Bryana broke off in frustration, unable to use words to describe such an amarin.
    “M’Sormee,” Gwyn moved swiftly to her mother’s side, clasping her hands and bending to one knee as she forced Bryana to face her. “Show me… please?”
    The solution became easy, and the older woman smiled with a gentle gratitude. Then fingers took Gwyn’s chin and held her lightly as blue eyes met copper, and gazes locked.
    Gwyn