From the windows of the music room in the Duchess’s Tower, Litasse watched the Carluse ranks passing through Triolle Castle’s gatehouse. Their horses were groomed, their harness polished, their surcoats quartered in dense black and spotless white. A brazen fanfare echoed around the stone walls as...
It had been easy enough to find the waymark stones on the high road. Now she was on the lesser byways, she had to search the leafy shadows for their pale gleam. Each one marked a league closer to Carluse, but she couldn't worry about that. She couldn't fret about beggars or footpads or worry that...
‘Yes, it is,’ Hosh agreed, ‘but they believe in this heavenly compass absolutely, and in its earthly counterpart.’ Anskal walked around the beaten earth circle with the twelve stones equally spaced around the ditch that ringed it. He paused to study the symbols carved on each one. ‘These are for ...