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Back Priestess of the White
Chapters (62)
  1. Cover
  2. TRUDI CANAVAN
  3. Dedication
  4. Map
  5. PROLOGUE
  6. PART ONE
  7. 1
  8. 2
  9. 3
  10. 4
  11. 5
  12. 6
  13. 7
  14. 8
  15. 9
  16. 10
  17. 11
  18. 12
  19. 13
  20. 14
  21. 15
  22. 16
  23. 17
  24. PART TWO
  25. 18
  26. 19
  27. 20
  28. 21
  29. 22
  30. 23
  31. 24
  32. 25
  33. 26
  34. 27
  35. 28
  36. 29
  37. 30
  38. 31
  39. 32
  40. PART THREE
  41. 33
  42. 34
  43. 35
  44. 36
  45. 37
  46. 38
  47. 39
  48. 40
  49. 41
  50. 42
  51. 43
  52. 44
  53. 45
  54. 46
  55. 47
  56. 48
  57. EPILOGUE
  58. GLOSSARY
  59. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  60. About the Author
  61. Other Books by Trudi Canavan
  62. About the Publisher

“Between them and the priests they’ll put on such a show that our young men will flock to join the army and be part of the great adventure. So will the forces of other lands, though they have no choice. They’re bound by the terms of their alliances with the White.”

She considered him speculatively. “So you’re allowed to tell me all this now?”

“Yes. It’s public knowledge, as of last night.”

“You didn’t tell me when you got home.”

“You were asleep.”

“News of this importance is worthy of being woken up for.”

“One is reluctant to interrupt another’s sleep when so deprived of it oneself.”

She gave him a withering look.

He spread his hands. “Would it have made any difference if you had learned of this five hours earlier?”

Her nose wrinkled. “Yes. I probably wouldn’t have slept at all.” She sighed. “So I guess you will be accompanying Auraya on this great adventure?”

He looked down at the soldiers marching past below. “Probably, though I am no military expert or soldier. I’ll probably end up doing much the same sort of duties as I do now—which was something my father insisted on mentioning numerous times last night.”

She chuckled. “I’m sure he did. Did you tell him you know they’re all spying for the White?”

“No. I changed my mind. He was so insufferably smug. Auraya and I find it much more amusing to let him think I don’t know.”

Silava’s eyebrows rose. “She’s back?”

He shook his head, then tapped his temple with one finger. “She wanted to see the reactions of the other nobles and ambassadors. They’re much more outspoken when they believe they’re not in the presence of a White.”

She paused. “Is she in your head now?”

“No.” He took her hand, recalling other occasions when the mention of Auraya seeing through his eyes had disturbed her. “It’s not like that. She doesn’t take over my mind. I’m still me. All she can do is hear what I hear and see what I see.”

Silava drew her hand away. “I understand that. Or at least I think I do. But I can’t help not liking it. How do I know whether she’s watching me or not?”

He chuckled. “She’s discreet.”

“That makes her sound like your mistress.”

“Are you jealous?”

She moved away, avoiding his gaze. “Don’t flatter yourself.”

He smiled and followed her. “I think you are. My wife is actually jealous of Auraya of the White.”

“I…she gets more time with you than I do.”