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Chapters (58)
  1. Cover
  2. About Den of Wolves
  3. Title page
  4. Contents
  5. Dedication
  6. Character List
  7. Chapter One: Bardán
  8. Chapter Two: Cara
  9. Chapter Three: Blackthorn
  10. Chapter Four: Bardán
  11. Chapter Five: Grim
  12. Chapter Six: Cara
  13. Chapter Seven: Blackthorn
  14. Chapter Eight: Bardán
  15. Chapter Nine: Grim
  16. Chapter Ten: Blackthorn
  17. Chapter Eleven: Bardán
  18. Chapter Twelve: Grim
  19. Chapter Thirteen: Cara
  20. Chapter Fourteen: Bardán
  21. Chapter Fifteen: Blackthorn
  22. Chapter Sixteen: Grim
  23. Chapter Seventeen: Blackthorn
  24. Chapter Eighteen: Cara
  25. Chapter Nineteen: Grim
  26. Chapter Nineteen: Grim
  27. Chapter Twenty-one: Grim
  28. Chapter Twenty-two: Bardán
  29. Chapter Twenty-three: Grim
  30. Chapter Twenty-four: Blackthorn
  31. Twenty-five: Cara
  32. Chapter Twenty-six: Grim
  33. Chapter Twenty-seven: Blackthorn
  34. Chapter Twenty-eight: Grim
  35. Chapter Twenty-nine: Blackthorn
  36. Chapter Thirty: Cara
  37. Chapter Thirty-one: Bardán
  38. Chapter Thirty-two: Blackthorn
  39. Chapter Thirty-three: Cara
  40. Chapter Thirty-four: Grim
  41. Chapter Thirty-five: Blackthorn
  42. Chapter Thirty-six: Cara
  43. Chapter Thirty-seven: Blackthorn
  44. Chapter Thirty-eight: Grim
  45. Chapter Thirty-nine: Blackthorn
  46. Chapter Forty: Cara
  47. Chapter Forty-one: Blackthorn
  48. Chapter Forty-two: Grim
  49. Chapter Forty-three: Cara
  50. Chapter Forty-four: Blackthorn
  51. Chapter Forty-five: Bardán
  52. Chapter Forty-six: Grim
  53. Chapter Forty-seven: Blackthorn
  54. Chapter Forty-eight: Blackthorn
  55. Acknowledgments
  56. About Juliet Marillier
  57. Also by Juliet Marillier
  58. Copyright page

‘Oh.’ She relaxed a little; unfolded the arms that had been tight around her body. Bobbed her head in a sort of nod.

‘Lady Flidais spoke to me about finding you a tonic. Something to help you feel better.’

No reply to this. She stood there staring, on the verge of flight. I recalled what Flidais had told me about Cara’s reluctance to speak.

‘Why not come back to my cottage now and we’ll talk about it? It’s not far. You do need to be careful in Dreamer’s Wood. It may sound odd but it’s true. Nobody goes in the pool. They should have warned you.’ But then, wasn’t she forbidden to ride beyond the prince’s walls without an escort? ‘Do you have anyone with you?’

She shook her head. ‘I should be going.’ It was a whisper.

‘Going? Where?’

She shrugged. I could not tell if that meant, I don’t know, or It’s none of your business. But I could guess. She was out alone, against the rules her father had set out to Flidais.

‘I think you might be running away. Heading for home, perhaps. On foot. Let’s say the prince’s folk don’t catch up with you. You might get there before dusk. But I doubt that; it’s a long walk. And, from what I’ve heard, a difficult one. You might find yourself out in the forest after dark, which wouldn’t be ideal.’

Cara stared at me, silent. I couldn’t help thinking of a wild creature cornered. What did that make me? A fearsome wolf, a ferocious boar, a monster?

‘They will send someone after you very soon,’ I said. ‘Probably have done already. If you come with me, back to my cottage, we can sit down together and talk or just have a brew, and when Donagan or whoever it is arrives, you can tell him Lady Flidais suggested you come to see me and you forgot you were meant to take someone with you. Better, surely, than being apprehended and escorted back in disgrace.’

‘I could get there. I know the way. I just need to reach the forest. Our forest. After that they wouldn’t find me.’

So she could talk, sometimes at least. ‘Shall we make a wager?’ I asked. ‘I’m betting that by the time we reach my cottage, we’ll be able to see someone from the prince’s establishment riding in this direction.’

‘But that means . . .’