Chapters (73)
- Copyright Notice
- Dedication
- 1 ON ORDINARY LANES AND BEHIND UNPROTECTED WALLS
- 2 THE DEPUTY COURIER
- 3 A THIRD PRESENCE
- 4 THE HOLYSTONE PAVEMENT
- 5 THE HAUNT
- 6 THE MOON-BRIGHT MIRAGE
- 7 THE SOLE FRAGILE DEFENSE
- 8 THE SPORE
- 9 THREE WELL-SPRUNG CARRIAGES
- 10 A SWIRLING RIOT OF ACTIVITY
- 11 OF COURSE HE WAS HANDSOME
- 12 A GAMBIT TO RUIN HIM
- 13 A SLICE OF FESTIVAL CAKE
- 14 ORDER CREATES TRANQUILITY
- 15 THE THIRD ATONER
- 16 A FALSE AND ROTTEN HEART
- 17 BAIT
- 18 ALL WE HAD TO LOSE WAS OUR LIVES
- 19 THE OPENING
- 20 THERE IS ANOTHER WAY
- 21 AN EFFUSION OF UGLY SATISFACTION
- 22 BEST ADMIRED FROM A DISTANCE
- 23 SOMETHING HAD CAUGHT IN HIS THROAT
- 24 TO THIS DAY
- 25 THE THIEF
- 26 A PRAGMATIC SUGGESTION
- 27 DESTINED TO BE A CHARMING ADVENTURE AND NOT A TEDIOUS SLOG
- 28 SHOULD THEY LIVE THAT LONG
- 29 A PERILOUS DELIGHT
- 30 THAT UNEASY TIME
- 31 TEARS ARE A LUXURY
- 32 WISHFUL THINKING
- 33 EVEN IF THEY DO NOT LOOK IT
- 34 A SLOWLY HEAVING MOVEMENT
- 35 THE SOBER SEARCH FOR TRUTH
- 36 THE CONUNDRUM SHE WRESTLED WITH
- 37 FIVE BASKETS FULL!
- 38 SOMEWHERE AMONG THE ROCKS
- 39 THE MORNING OF THEIR DEATH
- 40 THE CLOUDBERRY BREW
- 41 THEIR PURSUERS
- 42 A SWALTER DELVING
- 43 THE ROPE BRIDGE
- 44 DON’T LOOK DOWN
- 45 THE MOST EFFICIENT WAY
- 46 A MORE COMPLICATED STORY
- 47 THE AFTERMATH
- 48 INTRUSIVE AND RUDE
- 49 A DOUSE OF ICY WATER
- 50 MORE LIKE A JOKE
- 51 AS THE EMPIRE DECREES
- 52 IF THAT IS YOUR PREFERENCE
- 53 THE VIGIL
- 54 NO ANSWER
- 55 A WILD AND ALLURING STORY
- 56 THE PULSE OF THE EMPIRE
- 57 HALF-TOLD LIES AND FRAGMENTS OF TRUTH
- 58 THE GREAT LINEAGES
- 59 A FUNNEL CLOUD
- 60 BATH
- 61 A PINCH OF JEALOUSY
- 62 TOO MANY BLANK SPOTS
- 63 THE LAST VIGIL
- 64 THE BEAT OF ITS HEART
- 65 THE DISTURBED VIPER
- 66 IMAGINE THERE IS A NAMELESS LAND
- 67 THE PERFECT WEAPON
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
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Cweles unrolled each message in order and read aloud in a clipped heartland accent while the prince studied the writing, following along as she spoke.
“Year Seventeen of the Blessed Reign of the Magnolia Emperor, Month of Iron, from His Exalted Highness Prince Gevulin, Prince-Warden and All-Seeing Eye in command of the Imperial Order of the Wardens, to Warden Captain Mekvo in command of Far Boundary Vigil, these words: As of this day, I, Prince Gevulin, rise in command as All-Seeing Eye. Let all wardens confirm their obedience.
“Year Seventeen of the Blessed Reign of the Magnolia Emperor, Month of Iron, from Warden Captain Mekvo to His Exalted Highness Prince Gevulin, these words: May His Exalted Highness be blessed. So is it confirmed at Far Boundary Vigil.
“Year Eighteen of the Blessed Reign of the Magnolia Emperor, Month of Gold, Day One, from Warden Captain Mekvo to His Exalted Highness Prince Gevulin, these words: May His Exalted Highness be blessed. With the new year, Far Boundary Pall confirms all is quiet.
“Year Eighteen of the Blessed Reign of the Magnolia Emperor, Month of Gold, from His Exalted Highness Prince Gevulin, Prince-Warden and All-Seeing Eye in command of the Imperial Order of the Wardens, to Warden Captain Mekvo in command of Far Boundary Vigil, these words: Report received. Remain vigilant.”
Cweles paused. “These next are all part of a single message, sent in stages, according to the normal protocol. With your permission, Your Exalted Highness, I’ll read them as one.”
“Go on.”
“Year Eighteen of the Reign of the Magnolia Emperor, Month of Copper, Day Sixteen, from Warden Captain Mekvo to His Exalted Highness Prince Gevulin, these words: Urgent news. Need immediate response. A man has appeared overnight at the Vigil. Hard to understand. May be some mistranslation. Claims to have crossed Far Boundary Pall, although we know this to be impossible. Claims to be an envoy of a far land and its lady-king of the far north.”
A pulse of staggering adrenaline flooded Elen’s body, so sharp she swayed. Had she misheard?
The captain read onward in her same bland tone. “Seeks an audience with Prince Gevulin, by name, saying he speaks on behalf of the lady-king, ‘according to the mutual assistance pact sealed and sworn at Storm Port on Witch-Tower Island,’ and that her message is intended for the prince alone, not to be conveyed via others, only by him. How do we proceed?”
Xilsi snorted. “What a wild, ridiculous tale!”
The haunt raised a hand, and Xilsi cleared her throat and settled. His gaze flicked toward Elen, standing there painfully alert, before he said coolly, to Cweles, “Go on.”