Food. Water. He consumed both, then realized he had no memory of getting out of the shower or putting on the long, warm robe that now wrapped his body. Didn’t matter.

He held on long enough to climb into bed, even though the sun was still shining. He held on long enough to put a Red shield around the bed. Not as much protection as a Black shield, but it would do.

Then he surrendered to the sleep he needed before he could step across the border and leave the Twisted Kingdom.

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Hell’s fire! He should have reached the islands by now, should have sensed one of the landing beacons at the very least.

Dropping from the Ebon-gray Wind, Andulvar spread his wings and glided over the ocean. After a minute, he flew higher, swearing silently. Even if he’d misjudged and taken the wrong threads when he’d switched from radial to tether lines and back again, he couldn’t be that far off. He knew where the islands were.

He went higher, then flew in a wide circle, searching. Searching. Six large islands and twice that many smaller ones. He should be able to see something.

He spiraled toward the water, calling himself a fool even while he did it. What did he think he’d see closer to the ocean that he wouldn’t see higher up?

But he did see something. A bit of green floating on the swells. He glided toward it. Dipped down to snatch it.

The ember of dread that had settled in his belly kindled. His heart pounded as he exploded upward, away from the water, away from . . . What?

He circled back. Breathing hard and sweating, he hovered above the green.

Just a piece of a palm tree. Nothing to fear.

But he couldn’t make himself get closer to it. Couldn’t think about touching it.

He stared at it, floating on swells. He stared at the ocean. The big, empty ocean.

“Saetan,” he whispered. “Saetan, what have you done?”

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“What do you mean he’s gone?” Hekatah said, wincing a little as she surged to her feet. “There are still settlements to discuss, arrangements to be made for our share of the profit from the first Dhemlan shipment.”

“I know that,” her mother snapped. “But I’m telling you the Zuulaman Ambassador is gone. The servants at the town house he keeps here don’t know when he left or when he’ll be back. But he took all his Zuulaman bric-a-brac with him.” Her mouth thinned to a hostile line. “Are you sure your husband signed the trade agreements?”

“Yes, I’m sure.” Hekatah’s hands curled into fists. The Zuulaman Queens wouldn’t dare try to cheat her and her family out of what was owed them. They wouldn’t dare. “Send someone to Zuulaman. Find out what the Queens know about the Ambassador’s sudden departure.”

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