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“We’re scheduled for a training exercise in Istanbul on Wednesday,” Gorenin told Hannah. He turned to Feilu. “There are dispatches from the security team in Thessolonika,” the General told her, “—His Excellency has arranged a secure reading room on the ground floor. If anything requires my immediate attention, send Colonel Stamarovic. She’ll know where to find me.”
Feilu said her goodbyes and beat a hasty retreat. Hannah made a little bow to the powerful aristocrat, kissing his hand with about as much indifference as Jan mimed piety. Between them, there was no mistaking the cool attitude of the west toward Sarajevo.
“I think Your Serene Honor must be the only man in the Empire, working tonight,” Mitterlöwe observed. Collier was struck by a sudden pang of longing for Tjiana, who ought to have stood there in half of Mikhail’s honors, the Guard uniform surpassed by the regalia of a queen. How tawdry Hannah and the younger Gorenin seemed by comparison, with their singular ambitions—so devoted to the roles that fate had set them out to play. How wasted, Jan thought, wishing for something to drink—was Konstantin’s Empire in the hands of the unimaginative. All the same, the memory of Tjiana-Ljubica only served to further sour the unpleasant part in which the financier’s son starred. Didn’t Mikhail know to leave well enough alone? He may have been the great tactician of the age, but Gorenin was no match for Collier when the contested territory was a fallow field of conversation.
“Busy hands distract a heavy heart,” Jan declared before the Trustee-General could make his own reply. “I’m a little surprised not to find Your Serene Honor sharing the sympathetic company of Mademoiselle Wittlin,” he added, laying a mocking hand on Mikhail’s shoulder, “—His Excellency could never have chosen her, either.”
"BoyKi - Exhibit A." by TooRealMusic
"BoyKi - Exhibit A." by TooRealMusic