Ghost In The Inferno (Ghost Exile #5) - Plot & Excerpts
A cheap turban covered her short hair, aiding her disguise and having the pleasant side effect of keeping the sun off her head. Countless caravans passed through Istarinmul, and every single one of those caravans hired guards to ward off bandits and raiders. One more caravan guard would not draw notice. Especially now that the countryside was so unsafe. The valikon rested under her arm, wrapped in its bundle. Upon her left wrist she wore a bronze-colored bracelet of delicate design. It had been Annarah’s pyrikon, and the thing had been linked to Caina ever since she had stolen it from the laboratory of a Master Alchemist. Perhaps she would soon have the chance to return it to Annarah.She threaded through the crowds filling the Bazaar of the Southern Road. The caravanserai waited outside of Istarinmul’s southern wall, and the merchants filling the Bazaar catered to travelers, selling boots and bread and weapons for prices three times higher than could be found in the rest of the city.
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