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Chapter 1: The Rejection

I counted the torches twice before Evander said my name.Thirty-eight the first time. Thirty-seven on the second pass, because the wind had knocked one down near the granary and nobody had thought it worth relighting. Counting is what I do instead of shaking. My mother taught me that before she died, though I was six, and I've never been sure whether I remember her teaching me or only remember wanting her to.The whole of Silverfang had come out for the Long Moon. Four hundred wolves in their good wool, breath steaming, boots packing the frost into a hard grey shine across the Reckoning ground. Children up on shoulders. Old women with their hands tucked into their sleeves. The bonfire threw more smoke than heat and everyone pretended otherwise.I stood where a girl with no family stands, which is near the back, close enough to see and far enough to be forgotten.Beatrice had braided my hair that morning. She'd used her own silver pins, the ones from her mother, and she'd worked in sil

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Chapter 2: The Severance That Fails

They cut me at dawn, in the healing house, on a table that had held three generations of birthing women and two of my own childhood fevers.Severance is old work and it is not delicate. Beatrice laid out the moonwater and the grey salt and the little curved knife with the bone handle, and she set them in the order her mother set them, and I lay on the boards with my sleeve pushed up past the elbow and my heart going like a bird in a sack."Look at the ceiling," she said."I'd rather watch.""Elinor."I looked at the ceiling. Nine beams, and a wasp nest in the corner of the eighth that had been empty since I was a child, and a water stain shaped like a running dog.The mark sat at the inside of my left wrist. A crescent about the width of my thumb, silver-white against the blue of the veins. It had come up the night the bond did. On a properly severed wolf, it goes grey within the hour and then fades over a season to nothing but a shine you can only find in certain light. Mine was brig

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Chapter 3: The Forty-One Coins

I owned forty-one coins.I know because I counted them four times on the floor of the loft above the washhouse, and got forty-one, forty-one, forty, and forty-one, and the fourth count was the one I trusted because, by then, my hands had stopped shaking enough to be honest.Everything else went into a satchel in about the time it takes to boil a pot. Two shifts, a winter cloak with the hem let down twice, my mother's comb with three teeth gone, a knife, flint, half a loaf, and the small clay jar of Beatrice's burn salve that wasn't mine and came with me regardless.Eighteen years in a place and it fits on your back with room left over. There's a lesson in that. I wasn't in the mood for it.Rosamund came at the second hour after noon.She climbed the loft ladder herself, which surprised me, and stood with her head bent under the low beam, and she'd left the fox-collared cloak somewhere and come in plain wool. Up close, she was younger than she'd looked on the stone. Twenty-two, maybe.

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Chapter 4: The Wolf on the Road

I took the Hollow Road.I'd like to say I had a clever reason. The truth is that the sky came down grey and low at dawn and the pass to the north had cloud sitting on it like a lid, and I had forty-one coins, one loaf, and eighteen hours of not sleeping in me, and the shorter road was the shorter road.Nobody saw me out. That was the arrangement, unspoken and observed by everybody. I went through the lower gate while the household was still at breakfast and I did not look back at the wall, and not looking back took more out of me than the first nine miles did.The Hollow Road runs east between two shoulders of hill and it has been called the Hollow Road since before anyone thought to write it down. Frost in the ruts. Old snow lying in the ditches in long dirty ropes. A single crow that followed me for two miles and then lost interest.I made the forty-first coin into a game to keep my head quiet. Forty-one paces to the dead ash. Forty-one to the milestone. Forty-one, and forty-one, an

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Chapter 5: The Blackthorn King

He came down the ridge without hurrying.That's the detail I kept afterwards, out of everything. Not the size of him, not the sound the snow didn't make. Anyone can be enormous. It's the not hurrying that told me what I was dealing with, because a wolf that big coming downhill at a walk is a wolf who has never once in his life needed to arrive first.Twenty feet out he shifted. I've seen shifting since I could see anything. Silverfang wolves shift in one ugly lurch, everything arriving at once, and there's a moment in the middle of it that is nobody's best angle. Aldren of Blackthorn came up out of it in one long unfolding movement, black to black, and it was over before my eye had finished telling me it had started.Then there was a man on the Hollow Road in a black coat that had been cut for him by somebody who charged a great deal, and the coat was open at the throat, and around his throat sat a band of Moon-silver a finger wide with no seam in it anywhere.He was younger than the

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Chapter 6: The Mark Beneath Her Skin

"Get away from her," Evander said again, and swung down off the horse before anyone could tell him not to.Twenty Silverfang riders sat behind him and not one of them dismounted. That told me everything about how the next minute was going to go. They had come out under Edmund's banner to collect a problem, and their Alpha's son had arrived somewhere else entirely, and every man in that line was busy discovering he had urgent business with his own reins.Aldren didn't turn. "Name yourself," he said in a cold voice."Evander of Silverfang.""Edmund's boy." Aldren said it without heat, which was worse than heat. "Two nights ago you stood on a stone and put this woman out of your pack in front of hundreds of witnesses. Yesterday your father exiled her before the noon bell. This morning six leashed wolves met her on a road she was told not to take." He turned to face Evander then, and the movement was unhurried, and I saw Evander's horse shy back three steps entirely on its own initiative.

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Chapter 7: The First Hunt

I didn't sleep, so I was awake to hear the horses stop breathing.That's the thing nobody tells you about being hunted. You wait for a howl, or a snapped branch, or some obliging piece of noise. What you get is an absence. Six horses in a stone byre twenty feet off the waystation wall, every one of them was quiet at the same moment, and the weight of them holding still in the dark.I was at the door before I realized I’d even left the bench.Wulstan was already there. He had the bar half out of its bracket and his head cocked and the Moon-silver burn on his neck standing out white against the flush of him."How many?" I said."Enough that they took the horses first without one of them squealing, which no wolf on this earth can do." He looked down at me. "Can you fight?""No.""Can you shift?"There it is. Twenty years old, born to a wolf mother in a wolf territory, and I have never once had four feet under me."No."To his enormous credit, Wulstan did not react at all. "Then get behin

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Chapter 8: The King Who Will Not Claim Her

Blackthorn is built into a cliff, and it does not care whether you like it.We came up the last of the road at midday with the fortress standing over us in three tiers of black stone, and there were people on every wall, and none of them were cheering. Word had gone ahead. Word always goes ahead. By the time I rode through the lower gate on a borrowed horse with dried blood still in the seam of my nostril, every soul in that place knew the King had come home four days early with a rejected Silverfang wash-house girl and no explanation. The Court met us in the great hall before Aldren had got his gloves off.Eleven of them. Territory representatives, two priests, a woman from Frostvein with white hair cropped like a soldier's whose name I'd learn was Hesper, and a neat grey man in a good plain coat standing at the back with his hands folded.I saw him once. He had stood by the door in the Silverfang healing house and watched Beatrice cut me three times."You," I said.Osbert inclined

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Chapter 9: The Rival at the Feast

Rosamund of Thornwake came into the great hall of Blackthorn on Evander's arm in dark red, and she was three steps through the door before I understood that the whole room had turned to look at her and not one of them was looking at her because of Evander.They were looking because she'd been here before.I read it off forty faces in about four seconds. Old servants going carefully blank. A steward turning to say something to another steward. Hesper of Frostvein watching Aldren instead of watching the door, which told me most of all."You'll want to know," Osbert said at my shoulder."Do I?.""You will find out at the third course from somebody who enjoys it more than I do." He took a cup off a passing tray and handed it to me without being asked, which I have come to understand is Osbert's entire method of governing. "Six years ago, the Court arranged a marriage between Blackthorn and Thornwake to settle the eastern road. It went as far as the contract. His Majesty ended it eleven da

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Chapter 10: The Female Stranger

I didn't sleep and I didn't get to him.That sounds like carelessness, but it wasn't. I went down to the west stair at first light and Osbert was already on it, and the King was in council with Thornwake until noon. After noon there was the writ, and after the writ the Frostvein delegation. By dusk, I had been politely and immovably prevented from being alone with Aldren for eleven hours by a man who never once said no to me.I gave up at the sixth hour and went out to the north terrace to stop myself throwing something. Blackthorn's north terrace hangs off the second tier with nothing under it but three hundred feet of air and the pines. It was cold enough to hurt. There was a rime of ice on the parapet and the valley had gone blue-grey and I stood there with my hands on the stone, running it over again, trying to find a version of the sentence that did not begin 'your Crown is holding eleven people and you don't know.'"He won't see you until he has decided what to do about you," a

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