Naldona, the trade union leader. I took it at a secret torchlight meeting in the woods north of the city a little over a year ago. Stefan was perfectly furious. He confiscated my camera and lectured me for two days.” She regarded the photograph somberly. “He also exiled the editor of the newspaper and installed one of his stooges in his place. Then Stefan tried to arrest Naldona, but he was warned and fled the city before the soldiers arrived.”
“Don't look now, but I think your madcap facade is slipping drastically,” Zack said softly. “Do I detect a note of patriotism?”
She shook her head. “I tried to do something when I realized how bad Stefan was for Tamrovia, but he made quite sure I was helpless. I was a dollto be manipulated. That was why I chose to spend my school years in America and my vacations in Sedikhan. I don't
want
to care when I have no power to change what's happening here.”
“But you do care.”
She smiled a little sadly. “Then I'll have to get over it, won't I? Because if I manage to get Marna out of Tamrovia this time, I don't think I'll be able to come back. Karpathan will make quite sure that Stefan refuses to let me return.” She straightened her shoulders with a touch of bravado and lifted her chin. “It looks as if I'll have to consider a career. Do you think I could make a living as a photographer?”
“Yes, if that's what you want. I think you can be anything you want to be,” Zack said gently. “These photographs are brilliant. Did you take them with the Nikon?”
“Yes, I used a long-range—” She stared at him. “How did you know I had a Nikon?”
“I must have read it somewhere.” His eyes were still on the photograph.
She frowned. “I didn't think any of the reportersknew about my work. It's not something I talk about.”
“How else could I have known?”
She shrugged wearily. “I guess you couldn't. Lord, there's no way to keep anything private these days, is there?”
“Was it the Nikon your brother took away from you?”
“Yes, it nearly broke my heart. I loved that camera. Marna gave it to me for my eighteenth birthday and it was absolutely wonderful. It must have cost her a small fortune. I felt guilty accepting it from her, but I couldn't resist.” She made a face. “Stefan wasn't about to let me have anything that might stimulate my independence and take my mind off what he considered my duty.”
“You made good use of the camera while you had it. These photographs are exceptional. I'll buy you another one as soon as we return to the States.”
“No,” she said emphatically. “I'll buy it myself and this time I won't let anyone take it away from me.”
There was a little flicker of pride in his darkeyes. “No, I don't think you will.” He turned away from the photograph. “We'll discuss it once we're out of Tamrovia. I believe we'd better accomplish that as soon as possible, considering Karpathan is here.”
She became very still. “When?”
“I think tomorrow night during the reception will be as good a time as any. From what he said, Stefan appears to be inviting practically the entire business and social world of Tamrovia to the festivities. It should be relatively easy to smuggle Marna out of the palace during the party.”
“Tomorrow?” Kira felt a frisson of nervousness, but she suppressed it immediately. He was right, the sooner the better. “Easy? There are two guards in front of her door at all times.”
“Guards can be bribed and palace guards aren't nearly as uncorruptible as your brother would like to think.”
“A bribe takes time,” Kira said skeptically. “The last time we broke her out of prison it took three weeks for Clancy and me to find a susceptible guard and persuade him it would be safe totake a bribe. You're only allowing yourself a little over twenty-four hours.”
“I'll manage.” He didn't look at her as he shrugged out of his suede jacket and tossed it next to her suit jacket on the
“Don't look now, but I think your madcap facade is slipping drastically,” Zack said softly. “Do I detect a note of patriotism?”
She shook her head. “I tried to do something when I realized how bad Stefan was for Tamrovia, but he made quite sure I was helpless. I was a dollto be manipulated. That was why I chose to spend my school years in America and my vacations in Sedikhan. I don't
want
to care when I have no power to change what's happening here.”
“But you do care.”
She smiled a little sadly. “Then I'll have to get over it, won't I? Because if I manage to get Marna out of Tamrovia this time, I don't think I'll be able to come back. Karpathan will make quite sure that Stefan refuses to let me return.” She straightened her shoulders with a touch of bravado and lifted her chin. “It looks as if I'll have to consider a career. Do you think I could make a living as a photographer?”
“Yes, if that's what you want. I think you can be anything you want to be,” Zack said gently. “These photographs are brilliant. Did you take them with the Nikon?”
“Yes, I used a long-range—” She stared at him. “How did you know I had a Nikon?”
“I must have read it somewhere.” His eyes were still on the photograph.
She frowned. “I didn't think any of the reportersknew about my work. It's not something I talk about.”
“How else could I have known?”
She shrugged wearily. “I guess you couldn't. Lord, there's no way to keep anything private these days, is there?”
“Was it the Nikon your brother took away from you?”
“Yes, it nearly broke my heart. I loved that camera. Marna gave it to me for my eighteenth birthday and it was absolutely wonderful. It must have cost her a small fortune. I felt guilty accepting it from her, but I couldn't resist.” She made a face. “Stefan wasn't about to let me have anything that might stimulate my independence and take my mind off what he considered my duty.”
“You made good use of the camera while you had it. These photographs are exceptional. I'll buy you another one as soon as we return to the States.”
“No,” she said emphatically. “I'll buy it myself and this time I won't let anyone take it away from me.”
There was a little flicker of pride in his darkeyes. “No, I don't think you will.” He turned away from the photograph. “We'll discuss it once we're out of Tamrovia. I believe we'd better accomplish that as soon as possible, considering Karpathan is here.”
She became very still. “When?”
“I think tomorrow night during the reception will be as good a time as any. From what he said, Stefan appears to be inviting practically the entire business and social world of Tamrovia to the festivities. It should be relatively easy to smuggle Marna out of the palace during the party.”
“Tomorrow?” Kira felt a frisson of nervousness, but she suppressed it immediately. He was right, the sooner the better. “Easy? There are two guards in front of her door at all times.”
“Guards can be bribed and palace guards aren't nearly as uncorruptible as your brother would like to think.”
“A bribe takes time,” Kira said skeptically. “The last time we broke her out of prison it took three weeks for Clancy and me to find a susceptible guard and persuade him it would be safe totake a bribe. You're only allowing yourself a little over twenty-four hours.”
“I'll manage.” He didn't look at her as he shrugged out of his suede jacket and tossed it next to her suit jacket on the
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