Chapters (54)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- Maps
- Chapter 1 - An Evening’s Entertainment
- Chapter 2 - Night Work
- Chapter 3 - Beka Cavish
- Chapter 4 - Alec Gets a Bit of Exercise
- Chapter 5 - Whispers in the Dark
- Chapter 6 - Ulia
- Chapter 7 - Wheel Street
- Chapter 8 - A Glittering Evening
- Chapter 9 - Patrons of the Arts
- Chapter 10 - Teus
- Chapter 11 - Sin and Sociability
- Chapter 12 - Strangers in the Night
- Chapter 13 - The Golden Crane
- Chapter 14 - Making an Impression
- Chapter 15 - Rubbing Shoulders with Royalty
- Chapter 16 - Complexities
- Chapter 17 - Intrigue
- Chapter 18 - Brader
- Chapter 19 - Picnics and Partisans
- Chapter 20 - Reports
- Chapter 21 - How to Burgle a Friend
- Chapter 22 - Change of Plans
- Chapter 23 - Malthus
- Chapter 24 - Spies in the Ranks
- Chapter 25 - Inside Work
- Chapter 26 - Lord Seregil Distinguishes Himself
- Chapter 27 - Valerius Investigates
- Chapter 28 - Ruby Lane
- Chapter 29 - Accusations
- Chapter 30 - An Unexpected Turn of Foul Luck
- Chapter 31 - Hunting Ravens
- Chapter 32 - Stealth and Stones
- Chapter 33 - In the Ravens’ Wake
- Chapter 34 - A Night at the Theater
- Chapter 35 - From Bad to Worse
- Chapter 36 - Honor
- Chapter 37 - The Hunt, Interrupted
- Chapter 38 - Grief
- Chapter 39 - News from the North
- Chapter 40 - Basket Street
- Chapter 41 - Mika
- Chapter 42 - Plenimar
- Chapter 43 - Nightrunning
- Chapter 44 - Luck in the Shadows
- Chapter 45 - Life, Death, and Magic
- Chapter 46 - Phoria’s Return
- Chapter 47 - Watermead
- Dedication
- Acknowledgments
- Other Books by This Author
“Are you plotting against the Princess Royal?”
“No, Commander.”
Once again, it was the truth.
“Do you know of any plots against me or Princess Elani?”
“On my honor, Commander, I don’t.”
“Did you know that your man, Corporal Caem, has been sending reports to parties suspected of plotting against me?”
“No, Commander.”
Klia seemed genuinely relieved as she looked at Thero and said, “That’s enough.”
The wizard broke the spell and caught the knife. “Would you like me to leave?”
“No. You and Major Myrhini will be my witnesses.” Klia turned back to Danos. “I’m sorry to tell you that Caem is a traitor. He’s been including reports on my movements and actions in letters you send to your father.” She paused, letting that sink in.
“My—my father?” Danos was white to the lips now, and swaying. Myrhini quickly guided him to a stool by the map table and poured him a cup of water.
Danos accepted it with trembling hands but did not drink as he looked up at Klia. “By the Four, Commander. What does my father have to do with this?”
“That’s what I’m trying to ascertain.” Klia sat down beside him and took his hand. “I’m relieved that you’re not involved, Danos. You’re one of my best, and most honorable.”
Despite her kind words, he still looked poleaxed. “I’ll resign my commission, of course—”
“You’ll do nothing of the sort. You will remain as my officer, and you’ll say nothing of anything you’ve heard here tonight to anyone, and most especially not to your father. That’s an order, Captain. Do you understand?”
“About not saying anything? Of course. But why would you want me under your command, knowing my father’s shame?”
“Nothing has been proven, Danos. And you are not your father or his deeds. In all the time you’ve served with me, I’ve never known you to commit a dishonest act. If I didn’t respect that, I wouldn’t be much of a commander. Can you continue to serve me wholeheartedly?”
The young man’s voice was unsteady as he huskily replied, “To my last drop of blood, Commander. To Bilairy’s gate!”
Klia clapped him on the shoulder. “That’s good enough for me.”
Danos drew a deep breath, trying to recover his composure. “But what do I say to the riders about Caem? He’s popular among them.”
“That he was caught spying,” Klia replied. “I’m sending him directly to the general. You’ll come as well, and I will vouch for you. Wait for me outside. Go with him, Myrhini.”
“Do you need me to come with you and offer evidence?” asked Thero when the others had gone out. “I can’t go back yet. I have to rest before I can cast the translocation again.”