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Chapters (61)
  1. Cover
  2. Title page
  3. Dedication page
  4. Cast of Characters
  5. Map
  6. Epigraph page
  7. EXTRACT FROM: The Book of the Fallen
  8. CHAPTER ONE: BLEDA
  9. CHAPTER TWO: DREM
  10. CHAPTER THREE: RIV
  11. CHAPTER FOUR: DREM
  12. CHAPTER FIVE: SIG
  13. CHAPTER SIX: BLEDA
  14. CHAPTER SEVEN: SIG
  15. CHAPTER EIGHT: RIV
  16. CHAPTER NINE: DREM
  17. CHAPTER TEN: RIV
  18. CHAPTER ELEVEN: DREM
  19. CHAPTER TWELVE: SIG
  20. CHAPTER THIRTEEN: BLEDA
  21. CHAPTER FOURTEEN: SIG
  22. CHAPTER FIFTEEN: DREM
  23. CHAPTER SIXTEEN: RIV
  24. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: DREM
  25. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: BLEDA
  26. CHAPTER NINETEEN: SIG
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY: DREM
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE: RIV
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO: DREM
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE: RIV
  31. CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR: DREM
  32. CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: SIG
  33. CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: DREM
  34. CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: RIV
  35. CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: SIG
  36. CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: RIV
  37. CHAPTER THIRTY: BLEDA
  38. CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: DREM
  39. CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: RIV
  40. CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: DREM
  41. CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: BLEDA
  42. CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE: Drem
  43. CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX: RIV
  44. CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN: DREM
  45. CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT: SIG
  46. CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE: RIV
  47. CHAPTER FORTY: DREM
  48. CHAPTER FORTY-ONE: RIV
  49. CHAPTER FORTY-TWO: SIG
  50. CHAPTER FORTY-THREE: RIV
  51. CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR: DREM
  52. CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE: BLEDA
  53. CHAPTER FORTY-SIX: SIG
  54. CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN: RIV
  55. CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT: DREM
  56. CHAPTER FORTY-NINE: BLEDA
  57. CHAPTER FIFTY: SIG
  58. CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE: RIV
  59. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  60. BY JOHN GWYNNE
  61. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

‘Aye. Sig taught me that.’ Olin smiled, a hesitant twitch of his lips. ‘Ah, but it feels good to be able to talk to you of her. To talk of the past. I feel like a weight has been lifted. I should have told you sooner.’

Aye, you should.

The thud of footsteps: Hildith and Ulf thumping up the stairs to them, Ulf favouring his injured leg, Asger the market trader at his side.

‘You all right, lad?’ Hildith asked Drem.

‘Thanks to you.’ Drem nodded.

‘Might have to agree with you,’ she said, grinning. ‘Think you might owe me one, there.’

‘I do,’ Drem said.

‘We both do,’ Olin added. ‘All of you.’ He looked to Ulf and Asger.

‘You should come with us,’ Ulf said. ‘On this bear-hunt. So I can keep an eye on you. And you’re not bad when it comes to tracking, I’ve heard . . .’

‘What about them?’ Olin nodded at the group of trappers who had tried to hang them.

‘They’re coming too. We’ll have a line, you at one end, them at the other, me, Hildith and our lads in between. You’ll never be closer than half a league.’ Ulf tugged on his greying beard, looking around the hold. ‘Don’t like the thought of you two here, alone.’

Neither do I, thought Drem. Don’t really like the thought of wandering around in a forest with them, either. But sometimes it’s safer when you can see your enemy.

Olin frowned. ‘We’ll come,’ he said.

‘And when we get back,’ Hildith said, ‘we do need to ask you two some questions about Calder. You were seen at his forge through the dead of night, seen leaving Kergard at dawn.’

‘I paid Calder to use his forge,’ Olin said. ‘Had some ironwork to do. He was supposed to meet us at Kergard’s gates at dawn. He wasn’t there, we left.’ Olin shrugged.

‘Huh,’ Ulf grunted. ‘Doesn’t explain what he was doing out here in the arse-end of the Wild, though.’

‘Or what looks like a knife-wound in his corpse,’ Hildith added.

‘That’s jumping to conclusions,’ Ulf said. ‘Calder could have fallen on something sharp, even his own blade if he was trying to defend himself.’ Ulf shrugged. ‘There’s questions, and there’ll be plenty of time to answer them, but for now we know a bear’s out there, and we need to kill it, before it attacks again. So, we’ll get that job done first, eh?’

‘Agreed,’ Hildith grunted.