Chapter 5: Enarw - Part Eleven
“Would it be in violation of your laws for our friends to join us for this lunch?” asked Vialon.
“Kindker said it would be death for a woman to enter this house, yet your servant is a woman.”
Reidhi waved his hand. “Oh, servants may enter, but no maiden may entreat the priest. It must be done by her husband. It is written that a woman may not speak, but that is meant in official capacity — worship or governmental affairs — not in day-to-day living. Your servants may join us for lunch, but they must keep quiet.”
Vialon nodded and excused himself to go outside. He approached the women.
“You may all join us and the priest for lunch, his name is Reidhi, and he seems reasonable in nature if a bit rigid in culture.”
“Thank you, Vialon,” said Jendi.
“One thing,” he said, “you are our servants, and you may not talk.”
Jendi raised an eyebrow but said nothing. She merely nodded while smiling wryly.
“Excuse me,” said the guard who been guarding them.
Jendi and Sevenser and Enisaw turned around and faced him with inquiring faces. This was the first time he actually looked them in the eyes.
“Forgive my rudeness earlier,” he said, “but I am not used to maidens having knowledge or speaking for a group, and I found it startling. I should have been kinder to you both, and I am sorry for not doing so.”
“What is your name?” asked Jendi smiling.
“Wenden,” he said, glancing down in shyness. He was a young man in early adulthood, with dark brown hair and green eyes.