Maxil

'Maxil's Fara has joined him,' Harlan said with a meaningful grin.

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We were eating a marvelous lunch when Maxil was called to the communications room for a call from Stannall.

Restoree McCaffrey, Anne 1967

Deliberately Maxil turned his back on Fernan and ignored the whispers we both heard very plainly.

Restoree McCaffrey, Anne 1967

Stannall asked if anyone present knew of any just reason why Maxil, second son of Father, son of Hillel, son of Clemmen, true blood and seed of Harlan the First, Defender of the People, should not be Warlord-elect in this, his sixteenth year of life.

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Maxil turned frantically to me once the door was shut.

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'Maxil, father will be furious if he knows I'm here,' she wept and then she gulped back her sobs as she came face to face with me.

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'Oh,' Maxil said breezily, 'Samoth was dead drunk.

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Maxil clapped a hand to his mouth to suppress his glad shout.

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But you'd not have encountered Maxil and got into the palace. '

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Harlan turned to Maxil, a mixture of emotions on his face and a flurry of unspoken thoughts muddying the color of his eyes.

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