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336 pages, Kindle Edition
First published March 12, 2017



Except she could still hear the screaming. She searched, but the wrongness was gone. Her awareness was secure. She turned inward, and found something she had not anticipated. The delicate motes of lavender, the lovely and mesmerizing tracery of light was part of her now. And so were the screams.
False hope was far better than admitting that you never had any hope at all. He ought to know. He’d been limping along on false hope ever since he first learned that Porfiry was still alive.
“All right.” Zara placed her elbows on the table and rested her chin on her hands. “All we have to do is think like a sadistic bastard and make a list of all the places such a person might think to hide something valuable. Alexei? Clearly you’re the one who should advise us how to move forward.”
Alexei sighed and pulled his horse to a stop. “Well, they’re certainly going about the business properly, aren’t they?” “I’d say they could use a bit more local color,” Malichai responded thoughtfully. “Perhaps a war hawk, perched on that one’s shoulder. A wolf, snarling at their feet. Braided hair, dyed red with the blood of their enemies.” “Oh, do be serious,” Silvay reprimanded them sharply. “A day like this demands a necklace of skulls, at the very least.”
Zara looked from Rowan, to Alexei and back again. Something was happening, something they had not prepared for and it made no sense. “Just say what you mean,” she snapped irritably. “You prattle worse than anyone I ever met. Maybe you think it sounds cunning and mysterious, but honestly you’re just tiresome.”