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“Oh,” the Tertius added, “and when we meet with the magistrate, allow me to do the talking. He will need to be properly managed.” The sisters nodded assent, and they continued on, arriving at the largest long-house in the village, with smoke pouring out from its chimney. The smells of...

Prologue The eagle rose into the crisp blue morning, and Auda knew the bird’s eyes were on them. It was comforting, she thought, almost as if Caer—that implacable city—were watching over her and her sister, seeing them through the eyes of its famous symbol. She spurred the small grey mare...