Contents

BOOK ONE

1

On the great isle of Thäerie, there is a region…

2

At malanëos, the hour of utter darkness, the Princess died.

3

Dawn came, grey and chilly, with a driving sleety rain.

4

They landed on a grey day of sleet and snow,…

5

They made their way slowly through the rumpled foothills, by…

BOOK TWO

1

The air reeked of blood and smoke and heated iron.

2

Baillébachlain on the Isle of Leal, is a port of…

3

There was silence in the room, a great silence made…

4

The hour was very early, the air damp and utterly…

5

In the great city of Apharos, inside the brass wall…

6

All day, the two wizards lived with a prickly sensation…

7

Two days later, they limped into the harbor at Tregna…

8

On the night before the day he was to sail…

9

The air reeked of blood and sweat and burning feathers,…

10

It was a dusty, weary, and footsore party that came…

11

Sindérian stood in the heart of the vortex, in the…

12

The last red light of sunset burned on the water,…

13

The cell where the two guardsmen Jago and Aell languished…

14

Sindérian woke on the floor of the cave, every muscle…

15

And far away, far away to the north and east…

16

All day and into the evening the army was on…

17

Faolein is dead. That was Sindérian’s first thought on waking—as…

18

As if in sympathy with Thaga’s distant spellcasting, it…

19

Toward evening the road began to climb; in the distance,…

20

For days they followed Gilrain over steep-sided ridges, across ledges,…

21

It was a bright day of wind and sun when…

22

Sindérian climbed down from her dangerous perch, stepping carefully from…

23

Though Sindérian could not know it, a thousand miles away…

24

Winloki woke to a confusion of men and horses milling…

25

Two days later, Kivik’s battered army left the grasslands behind,…

26

How do we even know that these wraiths mean to…

27

In Aurvang, Sindérian woke to the sound of wings beating…

28

The road, which had steadily climbed for so many days,…

29

For Sindérian there was pain—agonizing pain in her head, her…

30

Fumes of mandragora, hellbore, and ylls-yllatha hung heavy on the…



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