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Chapter 35
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2026-10-25 22:00:18We rode as if the mountain were on fire behind us.
I do not remember much of the first morning. I remember Marrit standing at the edge of the green with her cane planted in the ash and a small bundle of bread pressed into my hands, saying, "Don't let him win, child," and I did not know whether she meant Dorian or grief. I remember Biscuit, the small dun mare who had never once complained, laying her ears back and finding a pace I would not have believed she owned. I remember the road u
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The horn sounded again, closer.Nobody moved. Water dripped from the wagon's tailboard. Posy's fingers dug into my arm. Luca held his sword level at Kenna's throat, and the girl stood perfectly still with her hands open and her freckles standing out like spilled pepper."A brother," Luca repeated, very low."Pell." Kenna's whisper shook. "He's eleven. The Alpha made him a page in his tent after Harrowmere. He says Pell will be well looked after as long as I'm useful." She swallowed hard. "I have been very useful. I've told him everything I could see. I didn't know what else to do."He has my— The words crawled up my spine. Harrow had said them with a crossbow bolt in his shoulder and a look I had never seen on his scarred face. I knew what a leash looked like now. I had worn one my whole life."Astrid," said Luca. He did not look away from Kenna. "Your call."I stared at the girl. Pale. Terrified. A Frostmaw gray tunic, a sold
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We left Nightwater at dawn with six horses, two days of food and a sky the color of dishwater.I rode Biscuit. Luca rode the black gelding he preferred when he wanted to be less noticeable, which was a joke, because there was no horse in the north that could make him less noticeable. Perrin and Kestra rode behind us with the spare mounts on a lead. The two Greywatch scouts Orla had chosen rode ahead. One was a wiry man named Tobbin who spoke perhaps eleven words an hour. The other was a woman called Ysolde, with a long gray braid and a scar on her chin, who had grown up on the Ashwater and said she could cross the marsh with her eyes shut."Please don't," Luca told her."Wouldn't dream of it, Majesty," said Ysolde, and rode on.I had woken that morning in a warm tangle of limbs with a heavy arm across my waist and a mouth against the back of my neck. I had lain there a long minute and breathed. I had thought, with the clear, calm certainty that sometimes
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I did not eat much at supper, and nobody remarked on it.Marrit put a bowl of barley stew in front of me and watched me finish half of it, then took the bowl away without a word. Hild looked at Luca, then at me, then at her own plate, and began a long and deeply boring story about a mule. Maeve kicked me under the table. I kicked her back. The only person who did not look at either of us was Orla, who studied her cup as though it held the secrets of the gods.When I stood to leave, Luca did not stand. He kept his eyes on the table and his hand flat beside his plate."An hour," he said, very low."An hour," I said.I went upstairs and lit the candles. I washed my face. I unbraided my hair and braided it again and unbraided it again. Then I sat down on the edge of the bed with my father's wooden wolf in my lap and waited, and my heart beat so hard I could feel it in my throat.He knocked once. Quietly. As if the wood might object."It's open," I said.He came in and closed the door and
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Luca told me everything Ovrin had said, and he told it word for word.He stood in the middle of the war room with the blue pouch in one hand and did not soften a syllable. Numb mouth. Numb throat. I wanted very much to agree with whatever you said next. When he reached Not a word kinder, his voice stayed level, and I understood that the levelness cost him.Nobody spoke for a moment. Hild had stopped chewing her bread."Seven years," I said at last. I was sitting on the edge of the long table with my hands wrapped around a mug of plain water. Ovrin had boiled it himself and sent it up with a note that said drink only this. "She handed me that tonic every time I was sore. Every time I couldn't sleep. And every time, I was a little easier to talk to the next day.""You were never easy to talk to," said Maeve from the window seat."Thank you, Maeve.""I'm only saying it can't have been working very well." She pulled her knees up and gave me a small crooked smile. It was the first I had se
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Ovrin keeps his poisons in a room under the infirmary that smells like a wet cellar and a very old argument.I found him there at midmorning, perched on a stool among his jars with a lens screwed into one eye and the blue cloth pouch open on the bench in front of him. He did not look up when I came in. He lifted one finger, which meant wait, and I waited. Nobody has ever hurried Ovrin. People who tried went home with worse symptoms."Shut the door," he said at last. "You're letting the warm out.""It's a cellar. There is no warm.""There was." He pulled the lens from his eye and glared at me with the other. "Sit. Don't touch anything. Half of it will kill you and the other half will only make you wish it had."I sat on an upturned crate. Between us on the bench lay three small white dishes. In the first he had tipped a pinch of the dried herb from the pouch. In the second, a sliver of the honey block that had come wrapped inside it. The th
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I did not sleep. I sat on the floor of my room with my back against the bed and my mother's letter on my knee, and I watched the window go from black to iron to the thin pale gray of morning.I read it eleven times. I know because I counted. It was something to do with my mind besides think.You have my left one, and it will not lie to you even when you do.At some point in the small hours I found that I was holding the pouch again, the blue cloth gone warm in my fist, and I set it on the table at the far side of the room, as one sets down a thing that might bite. Then I turned my back on it and read the letter a twelfth time.When the light reached the sill, I got up, stiff in every joint, and opened the door.Luca was sitting in the corridor with his back against the wall.He was asleep. His head had fallen sideways against the stone and his arms were folded, and one boot was stretched across the threshold so that I would have had
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