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- “It must be a dreadful situation indeed, sir,” said Ana, “if the king is
- proving resilient to even your talents.”
- Kardas smiled, puzzled. “Talents? What might you mean?”
- “I assume, sir,” Ana said, “that you are a Sublime? Specifically, an
- emitias?”
- The prificto regarded her warily. As he did, I glanced at his heralds but
- could not spy the symbol of the pear within the oval in the center: the sign of
- the emitias Sublimes, who were preternaturally skilled at reading human
- emotion, so much so that it was rumored they could smell and react to human
- pheromones.
- “What makes you say such a thing, Dolabra?” he asked mildly.
- “Well, I have met all manner of Sublimes in my day,” Ana said. “But only
- four have ever kissed my hand upon greeting me—and they have all been
- emitiasi. It’s a gesture I always respond so well to, but most others don’t have
- the gall! Yet they sense I desire it, as if they read my very mind.”
- “You assume so much,” said Kardas, “simply because I kissed your
- hand?”
- “Well, there is that, and I hear absolutely no surprise in your voice at the
- sight of my blindfold, nor the rest of my appearance. You seem an unusually
- socially deft officer, in other words! Suspiciously so. And such an augment
- would make sense, sir, you being a diplomat.”
- - A Drop of Corruption, Chapter 10 pgs. 81-82
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