The Moonshawl: A Wraeththu Mythos Novel - Plot & Excerpts
Written in an elaborate script in black ink upon a thick piece of pinkish handmade paper, were the words: Ysobi: Please call at the Domain today. I wish to speak with you. Mossamber har Whitemane. I was under no illusion that this was anything other than an order. Mossamber had kept away from me completely, occasionally sending out relatives to befuddle and beguile me, but even when I’d stolen his chesnari away from his house, he’d not shown himself personally. I knew so little about the Whitemanes, not even who Ember’s father was. There’d been no opportunity so far to discuss this. The previous day’s conversations had focused solely upon Peredur and Arianne becoming reacquainted and, apart from my brief conversations with Peredur, I’d given them privacy for that. The Whitemanes had kept me out; now I was somewhat ‘in’. I rode Hercules to the Greyspan, intrigued about what was to happen. Was I to receive warnings about how I must conduct myself or would the Whitemane phylarch offer help for my task?
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