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Chapters (66)
  1. Cover
  2. THE STONE KNIFE
  3. Dedication
  4. Map
  5. THE SINGER
  6. XESSA
  7. LILLA
  8. TAYAN
  9. ENET
  10. THE SINGER
  11. XESSA
  12. TAYAN
  13. PILOS
  14. LILLA
  15. TAYAN
  16. ENET
  17. THE SINGER
  18. TAYAN
  19. XESSA
  20. PILOS
  21. TAYAN
  22. PILOS
  23. LILLA
  24. XESSA
  25. ILANDEH
  26. ENET
  27. THE SINGER
  28. TAYAN
  29. XESSA
  30. LILLA
  31. XESSA
  32. ILANDEH
  33. PILOS
  34. TAYAN
  35. ENET
  36. THE SINGER
  37. LILLA
  38. PILOS
  39. TAYAN
  40. LILLA
  41. ENET
  42. THE SINGER
  43. ILANDEH
  44. PILOS
  45. XESSA
  46. ENET
  47. THE SINGER
  48. PILOS
  49. LILLA
  50. XESSA
  51. ILANDEH
  52. TAYAN
  53. ENET
  54. THE SINGER
  55. XESSA
  56. PILOS
  57. XESSA
  58. PILOS
  59. ILANDEH
  60. PILOS
  61. TAYAN
  62. XESSA
  63. EPILOGUE
  64. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  65. By Anna Stephens
  66. About the Publisher

Ilandeh leapt high over the sweeping horizontal blow intended to cut her legs from beneath her, throwing herself at the eja even before the swing was finished, her knife reversed in her grip. One knee caught Tika in the chest and her hands came down on the backs of her shoulders. But Tika stumbled under the impact, somehow twisting as she went down, and the knife only ripped off a few bamboo scales sewn into the salt-cotton before they were both on the ground.

Ilandeh rammed her left elbow into Tika’s throat as the spear cracked across her shoulder blades and then the dog was there, coming in low and fast and silent, only the thud of its big paws alerting her. Ilandeh grabbed the back of Tika’s armour and jerked her into the dog’s path as it pounced, spoiling its leap so it twisted in mid-air, and her knife ripped open its flank as it landed. The dog screamed and so did Tika and the woman punched her in the eye and crushed her onto her back, wrestling for the knife.

Setatmeh, she was strong. Ilandeh thrashed and managed to slide half from under her, though the moment of inattention nearly cost her her life as Tika prised at her fingers wrapped around the knife hilt and tried to twist it so the blade pointed down at her own chest. Roaring, the bones of her wrist grinding, she fought Tika’s strength, fury, and body weight until she managed to plant her foot and drive up, twisting her hips and throwing the older woman back towards her dog again – not to fend it off, this time, just to roll her, keeping hold of Tika’s wrist as she did.

Ilandeh knew the ejab trained in some ground-defence techniques, but not as many as the Melody, and once she’d got one leg free she kicked it up. The eja reared up just slightly to avoid her flailing sandal, but it was enough. Ilandeh’s calf caught her across her throat and chest and she bent her knee to lock it around her neck and slammed her down with all the strength of her thigh and arse and back, twisting up as she did. Tika hit the ground back first, hard enough that her hands jolted on Ilandeh’s knife hand. Ilandeh wrenched free and pushed the blade into the woman’s side, ripped it out and drove it in again.