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
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The intendant spoke in a low voice to his valet, who hurried out. After Cariol was out of the chamber, the intendant turned back to Lord Duenn. Except for that one startled glance at the word “murderer,” he had not looked at Elen.
“As I said, Lord Duenn, this is a grave accusation made against one of my most valued couriers. A person who just this morning discovered and rooted out Spore atop the ridge that rises to the east of us. You must understand, we are in a constant battle against the Pall and its Spore.”
“Do you think I do not know that, living in Woodfall Province? Duenn Manor is proud to be foremost among those who supply hallow-wood for the empire.”
“Therefore, you’ll understand why I will need more than your public statement before I am willing to so lightly give up a deputy courier who has proven her worth more than once in our ongoing war against the Pall. I have a duty to the empire and the emperor.”
“That may be, but I have my right and honor as lord of Duenn Manor. If you must delay me, then I lay my case before you, Intendant, in your capacity as justiciar. Whenever it is convenient for you. Now, if you wish. This evening, if you will. Tomorrow, if I must. Next month, if that is what is required of me. I will not stir from this Halt until I am assured justice will be served, according to the oversight of the High Heavens and the law of the empire.”
“I see.” The intendant handed the census papers to Captain Jinyan, who kept glancing at Elen with an unfathomable expression: Pity? Disgust? Anger? Sympathy? “Convey these papers to the imperial archivist for her thorough analysis.”
“I’ll send my captain to witness the archivist’s inspection,” said Duenn, looking offended.
“Do you not trust me?” asked the intendant, with a raised eyebrow.
“I do not trust this thief not to have stolen your trust. That is how she abused her position in Duenn Manor. She stole a sinecure of service to the Manor that could have gone to a more deserving person. People liked her. They confided in her. They gave her chances they’d not have given others, because they trusted her glib chatter and friendly smile. Only when it was too late did they realize that not a word that comes out of her mouth is ever true. Only when it was too late did they realize how her easy smiles conceal a false and rotten heart.”