The Lore of the Evermen (Evermen Saga, #4)

by James Maxwell

“I am just Ilathor today, my friend. I have come . . . to ask you something.” Jehral nodded. “Yes, we are all packed and ready to go. We will have to travel home overland, but there are many here who will share our journey for a time.” “No,” Ilathor said. He hesitated. “It is something else.” “Ahh,” Jehral said. “You have come to ask me about the signaling system. The emperor has agreed to keep it in place. In fact, he has some ideas for supplementing it. The artificers of Loua Louna have agreed to attack the problem and work with the Alturan enchanters. Combining the lore of the houses, we may be able to devise a new system of instant communication.” “No, my friend.” Ilathor’s expression grew pained. “I wish to speak with you about something else.” “What is it, Kalif?” Jehral said, spreading his hands. Ilathor’s expression said he could finally see the twinkle in Jehral’s eye. “You are making sport with me?” Ilathor wondered, shaking his head. “I am.” Jehral laughed. “I know why you are here. Yes, of course you can marry my sister, my friend. I look forward to calling you brother.”