It was a spacious room, with elegant windows and real glass. There were three lavish couches, upholstered with varying colors of fur and leather, ranging from the tanned flesh of caribou to what the steward Claudir claimed was tundra yeti. Arya’s nose always turned up at the thought of harvesting...
Fayne seemed undaunted. “Shadow! It’s been so long!” She hugged him tightly and squealed. He blinked over her shoulder ro rhe table, where Cellica was staring at him in shock. Myrin looked at him, then the newcomer, then down at her stewshe seemed to shrink on her stool. Cellica looked halfway b...
Twilight asked later as she clicked open a lock. “I told you to stay with the others. You have a habit of disobedience.” “Why do we camp at a crossroads?” Liet asked. The heavy door sighed when Twilight pressed on it. She gestured, and Liet helped her push it open. The door growled in protest but...