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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

“No fly,” Auraya replied firmly. “Stay with Danjin. Behave and we’ll fly later.” The veez’s head swivelled in impossible angles to follow her as she climbed out of the tarn.

Dyara dismounted. A groom hurried forward to take the halter. As she and Auraya walked away from the road, Danjin felt Mischief sigh heavily.

Juran looked over his shoulder abruptly, then smiled. “My presence is needed yet again.”

“Go on, then.” Mairae chuckled. “Don’t enjoy yourself too much.” As Juran rode away, she turned to Danjin. “It wouldn’t be fair to ask you to stay and keep me company. You look like you need a good night’s sleep. You and Auraya both.”

He smiled wryly. “I was beginning to think the White did not need to sleep.”

Her expression became rueful. “We do as much as any mortals, though our Gifts enable us to overcome the effects for a while. It is not easy to find time to sleep right now. Or when any of us find the time, we can’t.”

Danjin regarded her in surprise. None of the White were showing any signs of anxiety, but perhaps they were merely good at hiding it. There had been something both disturbing and reassuring in the way Juran and Mairae had calmly analyzed Auraya’s chances of surviving a confrontation with one of the enemy sorcerers.

Mairae shrugged. “We all have our ways of dealing with our fears. Juran stays up all night planning and plotting. Rian prays. Auraya flies around.” Mairae suddenly smiled coyly. “Or so she says.” Her eyes slid sideways to regard Danjin. “I did wonder if she had found another distraction. Perhaps she is spending time with someone close to her heart.”

Danjin frowned. Then he realized what she was inferring and felt a mix of embarrassment and shock. Auraya take a lover? It was possible, of course. She would have told him, surely. She trusted him enough to…but then again, if she wanted to hide it from the other White she couldn’t tell him…

He shook his head. “How am I supposed to sleep now? I’ll be wondering the same thing all day.”

Mairae laughed. “I’m sorry, Danjin Spear. I did not mean to add another source of disturbance to your rest. Go. You had better return to your tarn before I give you more unsettling ideas.”

He rose and made the sign of the circle, then climbed out of the tarn. Mischief rode on his shoulders as he walked past the procession. The veez appeared to have forgotten Auraya now. Danjin rubbed the creature under its chin, as he’d seen Leiard do.

Leiard!

Danjin stumbled to a halt. Auraya had found the Dreamweaver encampment two nights ago while “flying around.” Was this where she had been last night? Was there more to her visits than catching up with an old friend?