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Nothing had prepared me for the true splendor of Vencar City. The gargantuan walls with their elaborate bronze-clad gates and the lovely caryatids that flanked them. The impossible towers that soared even higher than the walls, countless fingers reaching for the distant sky. The broad boulevards, paved in granite. The tall buildings of stone and… Read more

The rain I’d called followed us for three days. Perhaps I could have stopped it, but it suited my mood. It slowed our cross-country travel, but I couldn’t bring myself to be bothered by that, either, despite our urgent need for speed. The twin visions I had seen with the Oracle of Ghol Vidar weighed… Read more

Derrek told us that, using his magical throne, our enemy now knew exactly where the court-in-exile was hidden. Our scouts reported, though, and we soon confirmed with our own eyes, that his generals were not so blessed. Knowing that the prince’s allies and army were in Liddarn was not the same as finding the long-abandoned… Read more

I was not pleased to be sent from the council room so summarily, only to be summoned back early the next morning. When I arrived to see that the prince, herself, had clearly not left the audience chamber except possibly to visit the latrine, I decided that I would afford her a modicum of sympathy.… Read more

We rode our stolen horses hard. It was still eight days from the Vencari border to Liddarn, where the court-in-exile lay waiting for us. It had been a year since I’d ridden a horse. Every part of me hurt by the time we arrived, and my thighs hurt like fire. We all hurt. We were… Read more

We stayed three nights in Khanaarre’s family home. I was never certain whether they approved least of me, of her lying to the prince, or the prince’s lack of sympathy regarding either of those first two points. In the end, Khiilitir came back with a fresh-killed deer just in time to see us off with… Read more

When Derrek and I emerged in the morning, dressed in sao`ashan garb for the sake of wearing something clean, Volalli and Khiilitir were already giving Elana and Rennin a tour of the grounds. Crossing the rope bridge to the home-tree, we found Maosee and Nallaro lingering over their own breakfast of tea and scones, with… Read more

I hadn’t meant it to be a speech, but it had turned out that way. Stunned silence followed in my wake. I glanced toward Khanaarre with a small smile, poured myself another cup of wine, then turned my blandest possible gaze on Elana. The prince endured my undivided attention for less than a minute before… Read more

Altogether, we spent five days in Nagaan. It was not nearly enough rest after almost a month in the mountains. Despite daily baths, it felt like it took the whole of that time to wash all the ground-in dirt off our bodies. We had to burn much of what we’d worn, and replace it with… Read more

Our morale waned after the ogre encounter. None of us, except possibly Rennin, had actually wanted to fight. The diplomats’ tongues spell had worked too slowly, and the language barrier had made it all but inevitable – though, given my own speculation, perhaps I should have anticipated that they would respond to the giant’s tongue… Read more