An Embarrassment of Riches
“said Iliska, stretching luxuriously in her new chainse, a glowing leaf-green that added brightness to her eyes and brought out the color in her cheeks.
“Better for you not to make too much of a show,” Csenge of Somogy warned her. “The Episcopus doesn’t like ostentation. He says it leads to envy and pride.”
The two of them were alone in the ladies’ hall, waiting for their turn in the bath-house. The day was balmy, so their second-story windows stood open, letting in the air and sunshine in equal measure. Below in the stable courtyard there was a bustle of activity as three new German knights made ready to depart for Austria to take their place among the Konig’s German Guard.
Iliska rounded on her. “Then why does he wear a jeweled robe and carry a golden crozier? Or does he think no one could envy an Episcopus such treasures?” She ignored the snort of disapproval that remark earned her, and instead went twirling across the ladies’ hall, laughing and flicking her hands over her head.
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