No amount of washing seemed to cleanse his hands. Could he not have healed the first lieutenant and then breached him to change his memory? Surely he could have done. But it was too late. The predawn light seeped slowly through the window. He shuddered, longing for his chill flesh to be warmed. T...
There were men about him, dressed in clothes of red and blue, but they were not the uniforms familiar to him. They moved around him and through him, bearing arms and shields that he did not know, though he knew their devices – sword, star, and eagle. In the grisly distance a watchtower looked ove...
Eamon and Captain Anderas went out of the city to ride. Eamon once again envied both Anderas’s horsemanship and his ability to cope with the early hours of the morning. Upon their return to the East Quarter, Anderas announced that he had some Gauntlet business to attend to. “You remember Lieutena...