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
Seregil poured wine for them while the wizard told them what he’d learned the night before. “General Moraus’s truth knower questioned Commander Myr, Major Salana, and Danos, as well as several riders. Danos and Myr were found innocent of any knowledge of a conspiracy, or having any part of it. Salana refused to speak, and died under torture. Caem was hanged before the regiment at dawn. A full report was sent to the queen.”
“Damnation!” Alec set his empty cup down with an angry thump. “That certainly tips our hand to Phoria.”
“It can’t be helped,” Seregil replied. “But this does put a different light on the assassination attempt on Klia. Plenimaran uniforms aside, the poison they used on themselves—”
“Could have been Wyvern Blood, like what you found in Kyrin’s secret room,” said Alec. “You thought a bottle might be missing from the box.”
“If it had been on the knives they struck Klia with, she’d have died on the spot. Perhaps on themselves, however. Whatever the case, we have no way of knowing what was in that third bottle.”
Alec let out a frustrated growl. “Still, I think we should assume it was Kyrin. It could be why they were tracking her movements so closely. They weren’t just looking for something they could accuse her of treason for; they needed to know where she was so the assassins could find her!”
“Yet there’s the problem of time,” said Seregil. “It takes days, even weeks for those messages to get back and forth, unless they have a wizard working for them. It’s not like Kyrin could order an assassination from Rhíminee and have it carried out immediately. Or that he’d even know where she was at that moment.”
“Someone on the spy’s end might have just been waiting for the go-ahead,” Thero pointed out. “Could you have missed something in the coded messages you found?”
“I suppose so. Although with Caem’s capture the line of communication is cut off, at least for now.” Seregil gave them a crooked grin. “I suspect Commander Danos will be a bit more careful with his correspondence from now on.
Klia’s left him in place?”
“Yes,” Thero replied. “After the general’s truth knower vouched for him, and after making him swear fealty to everything but the tent pole.”
“All the same, that rider and the major can’t possibly be the only ones in the regiment in on the plot, and now we’ve lost the only person who could have connected them with Kyrin and the others,” said Alec. “There’s probably a whole nest of snakes Salana knew about. For all the good that does us now.”
Thero shook his head in disgust. “That’s what comes of torture.”
“Did Klia speak to anyone about Kyrin’s cabal, or us?”