Chapters (43)
- Acknowledgements
- Preface to Gardens of the Moon redux
- DRAMATIS PERSONAE
- Gardens of the Moon
- Prologue
- BOOK ONE – PALE
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- BOOK TWO - DARUJHISTAN
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- BOOK THREE - THE MISSION
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- BOOK FOUR- ASSASSINS
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- BOOK FIVE - THE GADROBI HILLS
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- BOOK SIX - THE CITY OF BLUE FIRE
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- BOOK SEVEN - THE FÊTE
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- EPILOGUE
- GLOSSARY
- TITLES AND GROUPS
- ASCENDANTS
- THE WORLD OF SORCERY
- PLACE NAMES
- DARUJISTAN AND ENVIRONS
Tattersail reached the decision she had sensed was coming, and it left her cold. 'Hairlock left too early. The puppet was eager, too eager to pursue the Adjunct and that T'lan Imass. He must have discovered something about them, about what they're up to.'
'Who is Hairlock's master?' Paran asked.
'Quick Ben, Whiskeyjack's mage.' She looked to him. 'He's the best I've seen. Not the most powerful, mind you, but smart. Still, if the T'lan Imass comes on him unawares he won't stand a chance, and neither will the rest.' She paused, her eyes holding on the captain. 'I have to leave Pale,' she said abruptly.
Paran shot to his feet. 'Not alone.'
'Alone,' Tattersail insisted. 'I have to find Whiskeyjack, and if you're tagging along then Lorn will find him too.'
'I refuse to believe the Adjunct presents any risk to the sergeant,' Paran said. 'Tell me, can you succeed in killing Sorry? Even with Quick Ben's help?'
The sorceress hesitated. 'I'm not sure I want to,' she said slowly.
'What?'
'It has to be Whiskeyjack's decision, Captain. And I don't think I can give any good reason for convincing you of that. I just feel it's right.' She felt herself relying on instinct in this matter, but vowed to hold true to it.
'Even so,' Paran said, 'I can't remain hiding here, can I? What do I eat? The bedding?'
'I can get you out into the city,' Tattersail said. 'None will recognize you. Take a room in an inn and stay out of your uniform. If all goes well I'll be back in two weeks. You can wait that long, can't you, Captain?'
Paran stared. 'And what happens if I just walk out of here and introduce myself to Dujek Onearm?'
'The High Mage Tayschrenn would shred your brain with truth-seeking sorcery, Captain. You've Oponn's touch, and after tonight Oponn is now an official enemy of the Empire. And when Tayschrenn's done he'll leave you to die, which is preferable to the madness that would grip you if he kept you alive. He'll show that mercy, at least.' Tattersail anticipated Paran's thoughts. 'Dujek might well seek to protect you, but in this Tayschrenn outranks him. You've become a tool of Oponn, and for Dujek the safety of his soldiers takes precedence over his pleasure in frustrating Tayschrenn. So, in fact, he might not protect you at all. I'm sorry, Captain, but you're truly alone if you walk.'
'I'll be alone when you leave, too, Sorceress.'