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552 pages, Paperback
First published June 6, 2017
Wise men don't just see, they bend the future to their will.
Two birthrights. I could have been First Lord of the Council of Truth. But thanks to by great-grandfather, I'll be Rat Man of Riverbend.
Whym thought about the players in this evolving battle over the Lost Land---Lord Fen and the Council, Stern and the resistance, Salazar and the Faerie. There wasn't on side he felt he trusted. They were all hush with secret schemes and hidden agendas.
I'm tempered. I'm quenched. But I'm yet to comprehend. What master do I serve?
He’d [Stern’d] realized the Council of Truth itself was a paradox – a well-intentioned but flawed idea. No matter how many revisions were made, there could be no single truth – no single answer to accommodate the diversity of the whole realm. My father and ArWhym failed because their goal was reform. This time, the rebellion will disband the Council and devolve power to the regions. The regions wouldn’t rise for reform. They will for freedom.
Quint hung near the back, watching the stars play peekaboo through the smoke and clouds.
…the seeker placed a finger over his lips to stop him, then bent close enough he could have licked their faces.
…saggy bosom…