It continued well into the morning. The king could have stopped it, but he had much on his mind. He sat in the solarium with Solomon on his shoulders, consulting the ancient serpent on a matter that he found too difficult to resolve: the behavior of his children. The rain dripped onto the blacksm...
It was pitch dark in the tree-hide. She could hear the soft breathing of the others all around her, and then something else; a quiet rustling. It came from the corner where Karli slept. ‘Karli?’ she whispered. ‘What are you doing?’ ‘I’m going,’ he said. ‘Not now. It’s dark. The moon is too slight...