Chapter 99

By five and a half tines the table was set for eight. Bron produced the most remarkable glasses she had ever seen.

He’d accessed a huge storage unit as big as the great room in a large house. She rightly assumed it functioned as a butler’s pantry. “Look at these, Pa Syn. Are they acceptable?”

“The glasses are gorgeous.” She picked up what looked like a water glass, then glasses for both red wine and white plus cordial glasses and brandy snifters. They were pale lavender trimmed in silver and etched with the likeness of a Tierest tree with the cloud stylized over the pattern of the tree.

She looked around the room, her grandmother’s linens in her arms. She worried that they might not be long enough to fit the table in the informal dining area.

“Here are the linens for the downstairs floors.” Syn, shocked that was able to read the labels said, “I think we’ll use your linens tonight. They match the plates and the glasses.”