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489 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published August 31, 2010
'No,' his hands dropped and he stared away, so that all Byren could see of him was the line of his lean cheek and jaw, lightly dusted with a wispy black beard. 'No, you haven't offended me, quite the opposite. But you don't want what I want. And tonight I can't pretend I feel only friendship for you.' (p.159)
What could the mystics master want with him? He stayed and watched the hall, until enough time had passed for Joff and Feldspar to go back downstairs, then he went in search of Catillum.
'You sent for me, mystics master.'
'Agent Tyro?' Ovido came trotting into the garden. He ignored Piro as if she was an interloper.
Piro smiled.
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Fyn walked ...
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Byren hung from ...