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Nanette Weishart

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6.37 E “Keep up, Nanette. And sit properly; you’re riding the horse, not letting it bear you to market. Don’t make a poor impression. First ones are the only ones you get.”
6.37 E “Embarrassment lasts as long as I care to remember it, Nanette. That isn’t what you should be concerned about. Some of the others are older. Which means proper courtesy is required. Eloise would consider it mannerly. And the others would be offended without.”
6.37 E “Mavika, above all others. The rest wouldn’t stand on it, but Mavika would. Mavika and…be polite to her, Nanette.”
6.37 E “Don’t be worried, Nanette. You are accompanying me. Just remember your manners.”
6.37 E She waited for the nod from the girl at her side. And the slight smile the older woman gave reassured the girl. If she minded her manners, all would be well. That was all Nanette had to do; and all Miss Califor had to do was be…Miss Califor.
6.37 E “Don’t point your wand if you don’t intend to use it, Nanette.”
6.37 E “Don’t get off that horse Nanette. This doesn’t require any great spell. Just consideration. Now, you. Just what do you think you’re doing? I advise you to leave us be.”
6.37 E “You see, Nanette? A small spell works better than obvious magic. What we see and show is more important. You are not a [Mage]. Remember that.”
6.37 E The [Bandits] stormed after the pair, those without horses running to catch up. Ahead of them, Miss Califor considered their lead and the approaching village with narrowed eyes. Her apprentice, Nanette, clutched her horse’s reins, white-faced.
6.37 E “Patience, Nanette—a [Witch] is always calm—”
6.37 E Beniar roared as he galloped after another [Bandit], sword drawn. Nanette, shaking, let her horse slow, and Miss Califor, her lips pursed, regarded the [Bandits] and [Riders].
6.37 E “What an inconvenience. But it is a lesson. Take note of it, Nanette.”
6.37 E “Don’t tremble so, Nanette. We were never in any danger.”
6.37 E “Breathe, Nanette.”
6.37 E “We were never in any danger. Perhaps we might have been, but a good [Witch] does not show fear. She makes what preparations she may. And—what is my eighth rule, Nanette?”
6.37 E She looked up at last. And then, overhead, she saw her. Alevica, her broom parked high overhead, swooped down. Nanette nearly fell out of her saddle. The younger [Witch] tipped her hat to Califor, and the older [Witch] grudgingly inclined hers an inch.
6.37 E “Wotcha, Nanette! And Califor! There’s [Bandits] all about today!”
6.37 E The young woman grinned at the suddenly star-struck Nanette. Califor just sniffed.
6.37 E Califor considered the question as Alevica hopped onto the ground and the broom returned to the laws of gravity. Alevica tossed it over her shoulder. She looked at Nanette, who was still staring, wide-eyed.
6.37 E “Didn’t see me, Nanette? How long’s it been? Two years? Three?”
6.37 E “Three. Nanette, your manners.”
6.37 E She fumbled, and Alevica laughed. The young woman strode next to Califor’s horse and Nanette’s mare and waved a lazy hand.
6.37 E “You don’t have to do that with me, Nanette. I don’t stand on the old ways. Do that to Mavika. Sorry about the scare!”
6.37 E Nanette should remember her manners, Alevica. As should you.”
6.37 E The rebuke made Alevica stop and sigh. The younger woman pursed her lips, but uncharacteristically, especially from what Nanette knew and had heard of her, she did stop and tip her hat grudgingly to Califor and then Nanette.