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Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 104
SeraphineAmara found me in the keeper-house, which is where I end up most mornings now, sitting with Wren while she works the cord and talks to the thing on the other end of it. I don't participate. I just sit. There's something steadying about being in the room where the covenant lives, the same way there's something steadying about being near a fire you didn't build but trust to stay lit.Wren was mid-conversation when Amara came in, the particular still-faced concentration she gets when the entity is saying something she's trying to hold exactly right before she writes it down. Amara sat across from me and waited, which she's always been good at, and when Wren finally set the cord down and reached for the journal, Amara looked at me."Zane went to the waystation," she said.I knew immediately. Of course I knew. I'd mentioned Davan once, quietly, to Bram, and Zane had been in the room, which I should have accounted for because Zane is always in the room."Is he alive," I said. I al
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 103
Zane On the fifth day back I went to find Davan myself, because Seraphine wasn't going to and somebody had to, and because I am constitutionally incapable of leaving a thing that needs doing undone when I know about it. Seraphine had mentioned him once, quietly, to Bram, thinking I wasn't in the room. I was in the room. I'm always in the room. Being the one people underestimate has its uses. The waystation was a half-day north, on the road that used to be Corvus's supply line and was now just a road again, and I rode it on a horse that Bram had declared fit for short trips and a side that Bram had declared fit for moderate activity, which I was interpreting generously. Davan was exactly where Barath said... running the waystation the way someone runs a thing they've decided is their job whether or not anyone's officially told them it's their job. He was mid-forties, compact, with the look of a man who'd spent twenty years in someone else's service and had recently had to figure out w
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 102
SeraphineThe Ridgeline road used to take four days in good weather with a proper column. The three of us made it in three, because Rell rides like she's owed something by the ground and Amara rides like someone who's stopped factoring comfort into the calculation, and I ride however the job needs me to ride, which in this case was fast.I knew the road. That was the whole point of my being there and also the whole difficulty of it. Every waystation we passed I'd built or rebuilt or stripped for parts when Corvus needed the timber elsewhere. Every fork I could tell you which pack had held it, which captain I'd put in place to hold it, what the captain's name was and whether they'd still be alive and whether they'd recognize me and whether recognizing me would make things better or worse."You've gone quiet," Rell said, on the second day."I'm navigating.""You're navigating a road you could ride blind. Try again."I looked at the hills we were passing through, the particular shape of
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 101
RellI gave them one day.One day to be back in the world, to eat Bram's porridge and sit in the yard and look at the sky and do all the things people do when they've been somewhere they weren't supposed to survive and have survived it anyway. One day because I'm not a monster and because they'd earned it and because Seraphine told me, with the flat certainty she uses when she means it, that if I walked in there with my list before they'd had a morning she would personally put me through the wall.I gave them the day.On the second morning I called the meeting."Barath first," I said, when we were all seated... the three of them, Wren on the end with the cord in her fist as always, Sela beside Bram, Seraphine across from me, Corin in the corner with his journal. "He gave us thirty days. We're on day twenty-three. He's been south of the river every evening, counting.""He said thirty days thinking we'd fail," Amara said. She looked different in the morning light. All white hair and ste
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 100
AldricThe first thing I did in the morning was stand outside and watch the sun come up.That sounds simple. It wasn't. I'd forgotten, somewhere in the months of dark, how much light there actually is in morning, how the sky doesn't just get bright but gets color, the particular gray-pink of the east before the sun clears the hills. I stood in the yard of Greywater and watched it happen and my eyes kept doing something involuntary, some adjustment they make for darkness that they didn't need to make anymore and hadn't been told yet.Amara found me there. She'd been awake before I had, which isn't unusual, but she'd been sitting in the keeper-house with Wren for hours, just sitting, not talking much, and when she came out into the yard her face had the look of someone who'd put something down that she'd been carrying for a long time and was only now working out what to do with the hands.She stood beside me. We watched the sky do its colors."I keep reaching for the bond," she said. "T
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 99
SelaI was on the wall when the grave's warmth spread.Bram had put me on the wall specifically because I'm the best set of eyes in Greywater for anything that isn't a fight, and because Barath's thirty-seven were still a smudge on the southern horizon some evenings, and because watching a horizon was something I could do on a bad leg without embarrassing myself.I wasn't watching the south when it happened. I was watching the north, the dead ground.Not all at once. From the center out, a slow pulse of green, the way you drop something into still water and the rings go outward, except this was warmth instead of water and the dead ground instead of a pond, and at the center of it, where the warm stone sat, where Orsel had been holding for an age and Amara and Aldric and Zane had been holding for months...something changed.The frost line retreated. A foot, ten feet, a hundred, the white pulling back from the green the way a tide goes out, and the dead ground underneath wasn't dead an
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 9
Amara The waystation sat where the wild land started to remember what civilization was... a low building of old timber with smoke trailing off the chimney and warm light in the windows, and the moment we stepped inside, I understood why Bram had walked us three miles out of our way to reach it. I
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 8
Amara The fire made its small sound. Nobody else made any. "On Corvus's people?" Zane said at last. "From the packs he's been leaning on?" "On us," Bram said. Nobody spoke. The word sat there between us. "Both of you." Bram looked at Zane, then at Aldric. "Traitors to the natural pack order. Ai
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 7
Amara Nobody spoke for the first two hours, and that suited me, because I had nothing to say that the dark didn't already know. We moved. That was the whole of it. Aldric set the pace and it wasn't a kind one, and I kept up. The forest at that hour was deeper than it had been by the fire, more w
Three Lives, Two Mates, One Enemy CHAPTER 6
Amara They came out of the trees on three sides, and I counted them before they'd finished arriving, because counting is the one thing I can always do, no matter what else is falling apart. Six. Six fighters, trained, spread wide, closing on the camp. The wolfsbane arrow had never been the attac
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