Chapters (61)
- Publisher’s Notice
- Map of Crache
- Dedication
- PART ONE THREE SIDES OF A COIN
- THE MOURNING AFTER
- THE KNIGHT BEFORE
- WHERE ONLY STONE STEPS ASCEND
- A THOUSAND FACES AND NONE
- BLOOD COINS AND BLOOD COIN HUNTERS
- FALLING STARS
- CITIES BUILT IN BOXES
- STEEL FIELDS OF RUST AND ROT
- RESOLVE IS THE FORGED BLADE THAT CANNOT BE QUENCHED
- THE DEAD WHO REVEL IN LIFE
- SHAHEEN
- THE FIRST WEAPON WAS A STORY TOLD BY LIARS
- HOME STUDIES
- REQUITAL IS THE REVENGE OF THE WELL-READ
- BURIED ON THE BATTLEFIELD
- ON AND OFF
- SAVAGERY PAYS A CALL
- WHEN GHOSTS SPEAK YOUR REAL NAME
- PART TWO UNRAVELING THE EDGES
- THE BLACK EAGLE
- THE MESSENGER
- A PEBBLE IN A MAZE
- THIRTY TONGUES AND NOT A WORD SPOKEN
- TEARS MADE OF FIRE
- LATE-NIGHT CALLERS
- THE MATING CALL OF THE CRACHIAN WIND DRAGON
- ONLY FIRE AND ICE GROW IN CHARNEL HOUSE GARDENS
- SCATTERING THE ASHES
- THE JEOPARDY ROOM
- HEAVEN’S HOSTESS IS HELL’S HANDMAIDEN
- THE BONES OF THE WORLD
- THE GOD RUNG
- KNIVES SPEAK LOUDEST IN THE DARK
- THE INTEREST PAID IN BLOOD
- RIDDLES SHAPED IN STONE
- THE CALLING HOUR
- WE BURIED OUR STORIES IN THE EARTH
- PART THREE REVELATIONS OF THE THROAT
- FORMLESS, SHAPELESS, IT CAN FLOW OR IT CAN CRASH
- THE SPARROW GENERAL
- THOUGH IT BE HARSH, COME BACK TO THE LIGHT
- THE NEW DEVOURING THE OLD
- A PLOT OF CORPSES
- THE BLACK TURTLE
- MARCHING TO A HEADLESS DRUM
- SEEK NOT THE EAVES AT MIDNIGHT
- REUNION
- SLEEP, AND HIS BROTHER DEATH
- MISSIO INTERRUPTUS
- BORN ON THE BATTLEFIELD
- IN THE HOUSE OF THE IGNOBLE
- THE ONES WE KEEP CLOSE
- DAWN IS THE MOMENT YOU WAKE
- THE GRAY AFTER THE STORM
- FINAL SELECTION
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Lexi nods with more clarity. “And this naturally creates dangerous waters for you to tread, should you agree to aid us.”
“I’m more concerned about you, Te-Gen,” he says, and it sounds sincere.
“I believe we’ve proven we can handle Aegins,” Lexi reminds him.
“Quite,” Taru adds.
Daian can’t help but grin at the pair of them.
“All right,” he pronounces. “I’ll do what I can. I make no promises, save I’ll seek and report the truth.”
Lexi accepts that. “And what should we do?”
“You two return to the Gen Circus, to your towers,” he instructs them. “If the Protectorate Ministry has it in mind to watch you, then you will be watched, no matter what you do or where you go. It’s best you put them to sleep. Give them nothing of interest to observe or report.”
Taru is dubious. “Then how will you contact us?”
“I’ll figure that part out later,” Daian assures them. “Let’s just hope I can uncover something worth reporting.”
“Where will you start?” Lexi asks.
“With what we have,” he says. “Two dead bodies, marked with blue tattoos.”
TEARS MADE OF FIRE
“HOW ARE WE GOING TO make it back?” Brio asks her in the dark. “We’re in the vanguard of the Sicclunan front. There’s a hundred miles of Skrain, Savages, and blood coin hunters behind us. It will be nearly impossible to make it to the border of the Tenth City, let alone all the way back to the Capitol.”
“We’ll have to wait for that leg to heal. You’re useless on the run with it. But we’re not going anywhere tonight. Go to sleep.”
The tent is scarcely big enough to sleep both of them on the cold, hard ground, but Brio is grateful for even the thinnest barrier between them and the cold. One of the many fervent whispers around the camp is that the Sicclunan nights are getting unseasonably colder every year, and the days unseasonably hot. No explanation has been offered for either that Brio has gleaned, but he’s felt the truth of it in his time among the Savages on the front.
He lies facing Evie, only the scarcest contours of her face visible to him in the dark, but it’s enough. He remembers her face as well as his own mother’s. Ashana was one of many children his and Lexi’s parents took in from the Bottoms, like Taru, out of sympathy or necessity or because they saw something unique in a particular person. Ashana was the only one, however, their parents ever sent away. They had plans for Brio and Lexi, and those plans involved marriage and continuing Gen Stalbraid.