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“We can stay here for the night,” Damek said. “The Inquisitor won’t be back until the morning, and we will be out of his way by then. Besides, the bastard will be more concerned with hunting down your mother than with the prospect we might be spending the night inside her abandoned forest hovel.”

“I’ll have to chop more wood,” I said. “My mother wanted us to save as much as we could, but we still ran out of wood last night.”

Damek put his hand on my shoulder. “No wood. Too muc...