madethe low lands of southern Camara.Camara,Rohyr breathed. He glanced down at Lassens letter. The Camaransare Half Bloods, am I right?Byand large, Keosqe affirmed. They have rather similar mores andtraditions to the Velarusians. Even their speech isnt toodifferentthe lilt in their accent and the vowel elongation arejust more pronounced. It wouldnt be too difficult to adapt toliving amongst them.Andtheir low country is a good distance from Rikara and Tal Ereq,Rohyr mused. He smiled at his cousin. Well done, Kes. His eyesstrayed to the map of Ylandre that covered half a wall of thechamber. Last I visited southern Camara was nigh fifteen yearsago. Methinks its time I reacquainted myself with the region.Ican have my people scour the area, Keosqe suggested.Rohyrshook his head. I havent the patience for a protracted search.His gaze moved northward of Camara. I shall leave for Zianatomorrow morn.ChapterSeventeenMeasuresSerene,mysterious Ziana.IfRikara was pristine white and Althia sun-warmed gold, Ziana wasshimmering silver. Or so it appeared from a distance. This was due tothe local quarries. The stone taken from the mountains surroundingthe city was actually a light grey but intermittently streaked with asilver-hued ore that gleamed when struck by light.Awide highway led to the city where it lay in an immense fertilevalley cradled by the almost circular Sag Habron mountain range.Snow-capped peaks and craggy cliffs overlooked Ziana, as if standingguard over the place of worship for which the city was famous. Theoldest temple to Veres still open for public worship was locatedhere.Themain highway to the city snaked through the undulating foothills oflofty Mount Qarval then gently descended into the vale where the citynestled. But Rohyr eschewed the traditional approach.Thesentries who guarded the Hadrana manse were alarmed by the portalthat blossomed in the middle of the stone-paved courtyard. But theirsurprise was nothing compared to the shock of seeing their kingsuddenly emerge from the gateway ahead of the company of warriors whoformed his escort. Fortunately, one of them had the presence of mindto dash into the house and inform the staff of the Ardansunexpected arrival.Rohyrquickly dismounted and strode up the wide steps to the pillaredportico shading the front entrance.Iwish to speak with Hadrana-tyar,he crisply told the servant who met him at the door. Before theawestruck lackey could respond, his lord appeared behind him.Whatbrings you here, Your Majesty? Tenryon murmured, gesturing to theservant to take Rohyrs cloak and gloves.Ineed your help to locate someone.Theywalked to the main study in purposeful silence. Only when theyentered the room did Rohyr speak again. I have a general idea ofhis location and a fading imprint at my disposal.Tenryonclosed the door then turned to stare at him. Lassen? Rohyrnodded with an air of such weariness, Tenryon bade him to take aseat. Show me.Theylocked gazes and, in the span of a few minutes, Tenryon knew the tollof Rohyrs problem. He did not speak at once, surprise at Lassensactions briefly forestalling all other thought. But at length, heasked, Are there enough traces of the link to work with?Imanaged to find them yestereve but they were not clear enough tofollow. Thats not surprising given the time that has passedsince you lifted your imprint.Tenryonfrowned. I cant