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Chapters (51)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Map
  4. Part One
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. Part Two
  12. 7
  13. 8
  14. 9
  15. 10
  16. 11
  17. 12
  18. Part Three
  19. 13
  20. 14
  21. 15
  22. 16
  23. 17
  24. 18
  25. 19
  26. 20
  27. Part Four
  28. 21
  29. 22
  30. 23
  31. 24
  32. Part Five
  33. 25
  34. 26
  35. 27
  36. 28
  37. 29
  38. 30
  39. 31
  40. Part Six
  41. 32
  42. 33
  43. 34
  44. 35
  45. 36
  46. 37
  47. Acknowledgments
  48. About the Author
  49. Books by Amy Ewing
  50. Back Ad
  51. About the Publisher

She left, and Agnes slumped, her heart pounding, her breath coming in gasps. She’d lost them. Her brother and her best friend in one fell swoop.

“They’ll let them go, though, won’t they?” she said. One look at Vada’s and Phebe’s faces told her the answer. She knew it anyway. Once they knew who Leo was, and especially once they’d seen Sera . . .

“No,” Phebe said gently. “I don’t think they will. I don’t think they will harm your brother, but I fear for what will become of your silver friend. If they believe her some Byrne or Kaolin trick . . .” She trailed off. “I should have seen this coming. I should not have had you come here. Rahel is a silly girl prone to infatuation. And used to getting what she wants, when she wants it.”

“So what do we do?” Agnes asked again. But she knew the answer: Ithilia. They must get to Ithilia. It had been calling to her all her life. She pressed the heels of her palms into her eyes.

“I know what you are thinking,” Vada said. “But you must be patient. They will be leaving tonight and we will not be able to find a boat to Ithilia until morning.”

“We?” Agnes blinked up at her.

“You think I would be leaving you to make your way alone? I promised I would get you to Ithilia. I swore on my endexen.” She touched the fang hanging at her throat, from the shark her grandmother’s grandmother had hunted and killed, the most precious thing she owned. “Vada Murchadha does not break a promise.”

Agnes flashed her a watery smile. “Tomorrow, then,” she said.

“Tomorrow.” Vada squeezed her shoulder.

“You may not need to wait at all,” Phebe said. Fear and exhaustion were etched across her face, but there was a determination there as well. “When it was four of you, that was too many, but with only two . . . you can sail, can you not?” she asked Vada.

Vada snorted. “I have been sailing since before I could walk.”

Phebe’s mouth set in a thin line. “Good. Because I have a boat.”

6

Leo

LEO WONDERED IF SERA WAS AS TERRIFIED AS HE WAS.

“Tell her to put that headdress back on,” Rowen commanded once they were out of the house. “She’ll cause a riot in the market, whatever she is.”

“She can understand you,” Leo snapped, then cursed himself for letting his fear and irritation get the better of him.

“Really?” Eireen said. “How fascinating.”