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Chapters (52)
  1. Back Cover Text
  2. Praise
  3. Booklist
  4. Title Page
  5. Dedication
  6. Contents
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Kerrick
  12. Chapter Five
  13. Kerrick
  14. Chapter Six
  15. Kerrick
  16. Chapter Seven
  17. Kerrick
  18. Chapter Eight
  19. Kerrick
  20. Chapter Nine
  21. Kerrick
  22. Chapter Ten
  23. Kerrick
  24. Chapter Eleven
  25. Kerrick
  26. Chapter Twelve
  27. Kerrick
  28. Chapter Thirteen
  29. Kerrick
  30. Chapter Fourteen
  31. Kerrick
  32. Chapter Fifteen
  33. Kerrick
  34. Chapter Sixteen
  35. Kerrick
  36. Chapter Seventeen
  37. Kerrick
  38. Chapter Eighteen
  39. Kerrick
  40. Chapter Nineteen
  41. Kerrick
  42. Chapter Twenty
  43. Kerrick
  44. Chapter Twenty-One
  45. Kerrick
  46. Chapter Twenty-Two
  47. Kerrick
  48. Chapter Twenty-Three
  49. Kerrick
  50. Chapter Twenty-Four
  51. Acknowledgments
  52. Copyright

As I wove through the patients’ cots, I spotted Odd standing near Estrid. I should probably say goodbye, but his betrayal still hurt. How could he leave when he knew what we faced? I almost tripped over my own feet as I realized I was about to do the very same thing. But I planned to return despite Ryne’s threat. Did that count for extra...morality points? Ah, hell, who was I kidding. I was just as bad as him. And, no, I didn’t wish to say goodbye to Odd.

Shouldering my pack, I hurried out before Kerrick sent the monkeys to fetch me.

No surprise, they all waited near the entrance.

“What took so long?” Kerrick asked.

“I’ll tell you on the way. Let’s go before Ryne changes his mind and arrests us now.”

Setting a quick pace, Kerrick led us east through the dark forest. He kept his normal appearance so we could see him. A small bit of moonlight lightened the darkness, but not enough to discern smaller obstacles like vines, rocks, and exposed roots. We stayed close behind Kerrick, trusting him to find a safe path.

As we traveled, I filled them in on Christina’s aqueduct. “She wouldn’t come along. She mentioned having too many bad memories there.”

“I don’t blame her,” Loren said. “Chinska Mare is the main center of Estrid’s religion. It might have changed, but before the plague, the streets were filled with acolytes seeking people not following their commandments. They raided houses looking for alcohol, musical instruments, or other banned items and dragged the poor person or even whole families in for punishment. They were big on punishment. I think the acolytes were paid by the body.”

“Sounds like a great place. Can’t wait,” Quain grumbled.

“It’s good she stayed behind. Christina hasn’t had the silent training,” Loren said.

“Estrid didn’t either and we managed,” Quain said.

“Yeah, but it took us three times as long to get anywhere.”

“Are we going to find horses?” I asked Kerrick.

“I’d rather not,” he said.

“But we need to stay well ahead of Estrid. Ideally we should be long gone before she arrives.”

No reply.

I tried again. “We’ll only use them to cross Pomyt Realm. There shouldn’t be any danger along the way. And once we reach the border, we can stable them for when we return.”

“All right, I’ll see what I can find,” he said. But he didn’t sound happy.

We continued on in silence. The plan was to travel all night, stop for a brief rest at dawn, then continue on until nightfall. By then we should be far enough away from Ryne’s forces to switch to daytime hours.